I am laying a bed
smoking a blunt
being high is an amazing feeling
I feel that I am at the top
No one can bring me down
The last time I was down
Everyone called me a clown
I used to frown
Now I can smile
But we all know,
it will only last awhile
Being high gives you this
feeling
A feeling I wish I was
everyday even sober
Poetry
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A nice, light poem and how marijuana is awesome and just mellows everyone out. One recommendation- think of reworking “The last time I was down/every called me a clown/ I used to frown.” It doesn’t come off as organic- it seems like you’re trying too hard to rhyme.
THANK you I would definitely like to fix that