Boys are like weed , when you get the weed your happy just like loving that boy . You stick him just like weed stick to your fingers . As time goes by it starts to break apart just like when you grind your bud . Once you pack it , it sticks together just like when you get a long again . Once you light it and hit it , you start to feel pain in your lungs . Just like when you start to fight again , an you feel the pain in your chest . Then the weed turns into ash , you blow it out . Just like when you give up on him . Then you see you got more weed , so you pack it . Just like there’s more guys better than him in this world πŸ™. -Steve Rivera & reworded by - Destiny Alday
Steve Rivera & Destiny Alday