Faces melt together like ice cream in the summer.
I am in a constant state of trying to decipher chocolate from vanilla,
The taste I want then and the one I don't.

Friends tend to let me down a lot. They tend to harm me more than help.
They tell me that they want the best and then leave me when I ask for help. I've started to pick friends based on how they react to me not wanting to be around.

Not everyone can eat vanilla all the time.
Sometimes I need a different flavor