We all loved the Kool-Aid
That's what the problem was
We all had our favorite flavors
We all had our favorite buzz
Some of us were drinking sense
While some preferred to not
But NONE of us were drinking truth
And that's what we all forgot
Each flavor has its poison
And everyone should know
It's not how fast it kills you
But the way it makes you go
That'll be the only difference
When the universe hits "send"
After the story's finally over
And history writes "The End."
© kristy ellison flake