My own fault
Troubled mind
and my soul's at large
A handful of times
I broke my heart
Hanging around the wrong crowd
Downtown
Blowing smoke clouds
Talking up this chick next to me
Taking drugs like pills of ecstasy
I want to live
and party everyday
and my soul's at large
A handful of times
I broke my heart
Hanging around the wrong crowd
Downtown
Blowing smoke clouds
Talking up this chick next to me
Taking drugs like pills of ecstasy
I want to live
and party everyday
Key Words : summer, mind, drugs, party, heartbreak, souls, life, friends
Share This Poem
TweetThis Poems Story
I wrote this about my summer at camp in 2020