Wasted
Of all of us she was not one
To equate an altered state with having fun
It just wasn't done
She said they'd never get to her
Because she was so full of piss and vinegar
Always the first to laugh
And carry on when friends were gathered
The fact that she was sober never mattered
Seeing friends in revelation mode
Another mystic, cannabistic episode
She couldn't help but wonder why
She'd pa**ed it by up until now
And just whose cat did curiosity k**?
Just one taste and she was wasted in no time
To her amazement she was wasted in not time
There's not too much to letting go
She'd never known how much
A healthy crutch could overtake her
She couldn't recall at all
What her problems with it were
They said "Taste it"
Now she's wasted all the time
She's so complacent
When she's wasted all is fine
There's not too much to letting go