Drugs Poem by Dislocated Heart

jack a car, get that pipe..
get out the stash.. light that mofo up,
feeling it in your veins..
getting high, its the new thing.

not hard to get..
just walk down the street.

poof poof, smoke..
woahhh.....

its just another feeling..
to hide what is true...

drugs do one thing..
and its messin up my brain..
ditching school already..
hook ups that never were meant to happen..
done things that just cant be turn bak..
feelings all high inside..
lose your mind.

Its a little twisted story..
is it yours?



(I guess some ppl actually go through it.. addicted and hooked.. the thing I'm worried bout.. is me turnin that way..
kinda scary, when it stares you right in the face..
I've been told.. its never to late to be good..
and for those out there.. that are hooked..
its never to late to quit..)