Sooner The Better Poem by Dislocated Heart

I dont feel like myself..
Someone else is taking over..
Words will be said..
but no longer the truth.
Things will be done.
I will regret,
but my soul,
wont give it another glace.
I'm doing what I hated most.
What I was afraid of..
finally came true..

I let myself go..

Might as well, overdose.
I'm not who I am..
Not who You wanted me to be..
I'm not perfect..
and you kno what?
I never will be.

I've never been perfect..
yet someone said I'm the closest one.
Damn.. is she wrong.

I'm the one, that drinks smokes party.
I'm turnin more insensitive towards other..
letting the drugs numb me.
I look at her.. and I say..
what I'm doing is wrong.. but for now.. it feels right.
As friend she slaps the bak of my head..
Hey.. its nothing braincell I wont be using.

I'm hating how I am..
but not willing to change.
Death stares into my eyes..
I stare bak..
giving it a challenge..
Sooner the better..
is what I'm hoping.