Taking art hoes to art shows

I like cake,
So make it shake,
She like drake,
But with a snake.

She's obsessed with a boy who's gone

She may be a *** but she's just with his bros

She just wants him and him alone

But he left and will never come home

She's small but acts grown

Having *** with no ******

But he is the key

#lock

I can wait
But not for replies hours later,
Not for you to wake up and smell the roses,
Not for this false hope for that one day,
I can wait,
But not for you

Everything's just an illusion
No amount of friends,
No girl,
No amount of money,
Will hide the fact that everything just like this poem,
Will come to an end.

LP is where I reside,
6ix side till I die

I'm in the east side
You're in the west side
But you should be my side

She dreams of faraway places,
Places where that take your breath away,
Just like what she has done to me.
She's here but mentally she's erased that reality is near,
Erased that I'm here.

She's into that elementary style
With her long hair and that big smile

Mainly talking but not confronting
Patiently waiting but now I'm just hunting

Getting answers from middle men
Acting like we're ten

I thought it was just you
But it was me to

I started being real with you
She followed through

All I know is
Maybe I'll follow this line
But right now you're just wasting my time.