He said the powder would be better than the leaf,
But how could I go against my morale belief.
I watched my friends drown,
Yet they think I'm the clown.
He offered again,
I had to pray, Amen.
All my friends are awake,
They all left me by the lake.
He said are you sure,
I asked him if there was a cure.
They are all happy and alive,
Im over here sad and deprived.
He told me this was my last chance,
I took the powder and made myself apart of the never ending dance.