Crazy *** best friend  I knew,
charisma not easily ignored.
You once said and you proved,
that this life that's never devoted,
Angels indulged on your heresy
your twisted mind of controversy.
But there's teenage rebellion
of a moment of bells returning
and thinking you were heard.
You used anyone flawed dreaming
of live roses growing as you're talking.
Your eyes wide open to the exploitation,
And I bore witness to the un-able to sleep....
I'm not the ******-path of my best friend,
You made a name for yourself as I slept,
before a boom of  targeted police station.