I love her to death, but its not her anymore-
She is not the girl i spent those summer days with,
because now she'll only hang if you've got a hit.
She is not the one who will come looking for help,
because now she's the girl who causes trouble for herself.
I don't want to cry on her shoulder when something's causing me pain, because she is not my Kayla,
-drugs have made her change.
i think just about everyone except her sees her slipping. im sorry i got her into it and im sorry i got seth into it. when drugs take them guilt will probably kill me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's sad when you lose a close friend to drugs. I set back think about all the great times I had with them and I think man. We will never be as close as we were and it was all because they decided to take a hit of the drug. It's sad how one hit can change everything.