The Skittle Symphony

When i buy a hershy symphony bar, i think of you. I think of all those sweet moments, but there was always that crunch in the end. Girl i throw the wrapper away, like i want to throw the bad away. I have a hand full of skittles. And i wonder if they feel what we feel. DO they know just how good they make us feel? Random and sweet. Fruity and crazy just like us. Do they even know how they simple remind us of well us. But then theres always that hersey bar wrapper in there trash looking up at us, dragging us down just alittle more. But theres hopefully always a rainbow or skittle left to remind us there is good!