I wrote a poem about what its like to be high since it's pretty hard to explain. Let happiness drift, and while your smile lifts. Look up to the sky, and let the clouds take you away. Let excitement build, and while your mind instills. Look at the sun, and let the rays shine through your day. Let sorrow slip, and while your muscles lose their grip. Look up at the trees, and let the leaves show the way. Let worries melt, and while your memories svelte. Look to your friend, and let the laughter fray. When your feat touch the ground, and when the light fades, and when theirs no wind in the air, and the laughter rings, you know it was a good day. Thanks For Reading