Stand Tall

Addicted & sick is what I was just over three years ago, What life had in store for me how could I know, Just what would I do now; where did I have to go? If I was to save my life and have one worth living I'd have to kick the drugs, To stay clean I'd have to stop selling them; stop acting like a common thug. It took me incarceration to get clean, If you are an addict it takes what it takes; You know what I mean. The fact that I stopped using drugs was not by any will of my own at all, It takes more than will alone; it take dedication you have to be in it for the long hall, If I ever get cocky or complacent I'll be destend to fall, With the support of others and a power greater than self; I can walk the walk hold my head up and stand tall... Moon Dog Art