High Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

High



To gaze upon a star,
I watch it land afar.
Down through the night sky,
As it passed me by.
God I wish I was high,
I really want to fly.
Screw my friends,
Family sucks.
Just give me some weed,
Or even a seed.
Somewhere, somehow,
I'd eat a cow.
I really hope,
You'll give me dope.
Like a bird,
Like a plane,
God that was lame.
I wanna get high man,
Don't even ask me why.
I just might die,
If I don't get high.

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