The laughter of the group filled the silence,
A noise so loud not held by any sort of abstinence.
You could smell the bond tearing up the bodies,
Everyone couldnāt stop staring,
Jealousy, anger, loneliness filled up their hearts.
The fragrances of the girls noticed by every guy,
A competition that never dies.
I could breath the joy of their souls,
We were all playing our roles.
The jocker, the l...