My Trip

What to do today,
I will be used,
To help to forget,
and be abused.

You will get me from your friends,
They will say its ok to take,
You will think long and hard,
They turn and say its a piece of cake.

I come square and flat,
I will lay you on your back,
I will try to help forget,
I will be like the bevarge Jack.

You finally get ready to take me,
They stop you and put me on your eye,
You ask why,
They say so you can Fry,

You will see many things,
You will think some are cool,
Some good and Some bad,
You will be the Fool.

I will not kill you,
Just fill you with joy,
Until you feel free,
You will then become my Toy.

Hope you are not pissed off,
When you take the sheet,
Cuz there will be no stopping you,
You will take anyone off there Feet.

There will be many colors,
You may just flip,
You will be fine,
Your just on my Trip.

You fill different from your normal self,
You ask your friends why,
They begin to laugh, As they tell you that your High.

Welcome to My world,
You Became my bitch,
Thank your friends,
Maybe next time you will not Ditch.

So I heard you did not like my filling,
I hit you like I was in a clip,
I tried to make you forget,
But your the one that went into a Bad Trip.

By Chris Weis
02/07/2006


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