IDK :(
She has to do drugs if she wants to have "friends"
but they'll only want her around for the parties, she pretends
She's ok, that she's not addicted
but when the bag is empty,
she feels so conflicted.
She doesn't feel like she needs it
but she panics when it's gone
to the stimulants she'll forever & always be drawn.
Factor in the depression & anxiety attacks,
it's not common sense but
self love that she lacks
She has trauma and healing and things in between
She doesn't have the time or willpower to get clean
If she puts it down now, while all this is happening
She will really break down & then who'll be laughing?
It's hilarous to see her fall over and over
It's no wonder she feels like a horrible mother.
She just wants them to be happy and feel full of love
but she can't get out of her head for second
without drugs
She screams on the inside so no one can hear
Being alone & misunderstood is her deepest, greatest fear
She's never felt love
not the pure kind atleast,
all the ones who claimee to love her
made it conditional & created a beast
But not the strong, motivated & confident ones,
but the type that's like "due to her mental state, she can't have guns".
(lmao)
I didn't want this to get too long
If I keep this going
I might as well make it a song
Not sure what we could say to make up the chorus
but please just make it catchy
so you don't fuckin bore us :P
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Written on December 08, 2022
Submitted by ohdam.itssam on February 13, 2024
Modified by ohdam.itssam on March 26, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,384 |
Words | 284 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 29, 6 |
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