Smashed Up Smarties

smoking pot, drinking 'MORGAN' its done alot, but no one cares at the parties, he smashes smarties people laugh and dare him to. he inhales deeply he dose it freely nobody forced him to he starts coughing pot heads mocking his insane poposterious stunt he grabs a can out of his best friends hand in an attempt to get it out fake 'homemade' coke, and his shirt beer soaked, he heads home wih fear that his mother might hear him come in his window, his girlfreind waits to take her place held tight in his arms little did she know, that he was stoned and out parting all night. he put up a fight to say that he had a right to be free for once in his life. If you would have known him before i started this poem you would know how romantic and careing and shareing and wonderful he was.