This has to do with someone at school...
Angel my love...

We do our drugs
we fight our wars...

See him? That’s my dad, the one over...
He only yells because he cares...

Stadium crammed by ecstatic fans
Players anxiously await the start...

Broken like me
Never to be fixed...

You all hate me it is the truth
You wish to stab me with a blade...

Foaming waves crashing
Sparkling dunes sift through toes...

No one cares
I could die and not be noted...

Really short poem..made it at school..not a ryme...
I used to drugs...