Title, Somethang Our's

Making our own delsions.
That've come to no conclusions.
At first, we invite them,
Or maybe insight them,
If that doesn't work,
We think we must fight them.
This is one reason that we are not trusted.
Broken and crusted or totally rusted.
These are our fire's to be put out by pale.
Staying clear of some pepole,
Keeps us out of most jail.

Sundryed weed

420's such a sweet little pearl,
It helps us out when we're lost in the world,
Incase we're down and don't feel like we can.
420 can help us if we can't quite stsnd.
If 420 was a female,
She might hold our hand!
For all i know,
420's a man.
I hope our green goddess is doing best she can?
To thrive on this earth,
And be in demand.