A memory 'TRIP'

Our reality blurs, Pupils getting big. We over did it man, Took to much cid. A coupel of hits, We've all done before. But a ten strip, Dude, Hits you right in the core.. Trippin your balls off, Yes you are indeed. Not paying attention, To anyones heed. We've always said, Its all just in fun. But is it still all that, After all's said and done. Dont you remeber, When we started coming down. We were at the circus, You beat up that clown. Got all of us, Man, Throuwn in to jail. My mom she had, Come make my bail. We left you in, Cause it was all your fault. Dont you remember highschool, You ran track, and did vault. Nothing at all, Not a damn thing. How we used to skip, before the bells did ring. What the fuck happened, To all of us out there. Grew up in a world, Without a single care. Then we all started, Droping that acid. Our pupils were never, Still and placid. Alot of drugs, I wish I'd never tried. But none of them will I, Ever try to hide. They have made me, What I am today. I dont regret it, There's no need to pray. Dont pray for me, Cause im already dead. A bunch of acid bullets, Into my head.just a thought? or is it? or am i tripping right now? while im typing this? questions well never know the answers to. :) Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 07:56 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1