It's been ages since we've become strangers,
Now this isn't about me it's about you.
Since then all i've heard about you,
is how often you get drunk.
And i've always seen you in the middle of your smoke puffing away.
You've lost your way to college,
You think you're living a great life.
I don't want to see you killing yourself,
It's high time you realise,
You're not getting anywhere being high,
Responsibilities are waiting for you,
Grow up and take them up instead.
You know how your father died,
don't follow his footsteps,
your mother and lil bro need you,
Honey please grow up before they give up....
(i'm sorry if this was too harsh i'm just being honest i really mean this..)
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