Marijuana and Friendship

Marijuana the gateway drug 

You came to me when you needed me the most 

I picked you up and held you through this

I was a habit But I didn't know 

You got bored and left me for someone more exciting 

Someone who made you see things differently 

Someone told me it was acid or shrooms 

I personally can see you being happy with them 

But then again I thought you were happy with me 

Coming back to me when you needed something 

I am the gateway friend 

When we first started out it was a blast

We would laugh uncontrollably 

Eat junk constantly and act unresponsively

We didn't care who was watching or what they were saying because we had eachother and I was happy with that.

But you stopped caring as much 

We stopped talking 

And I realized I was being used 

And I guess high wore off 

Now I don't see you around much 

When I do you need something 

Now when I call you I only talk to your voicemail 

I mean it's not the first time this has happened 

One time I was left for cigarette or something like that because they were popular and wether you want to believe it or not they are slowly killing you 

Another time we got caught and now we are not allowed to see each other, every day I wish it could have ended better

 

It just doesn't seem fair 

It feels like it was all doomed from the start 

Your parents warned you about me

But why didn't anyone tell me about you