War On Me

We have been down this road so many times before. Relapse! our most feared enemy. We know the score and we play to win. Fighting a losing battle in the cities of sin. Our only comfort our only friend. Bitter sweet we can not pretend. So inviting like a cuppa soup hug. They see our eyes and label us thugs. Its a war on drugs we can see the truth. These are statements from a wasted youth. Time we grow and kick the habit. Show us support we will grab it. Don't expect miracles right away although we would have it that way. See that we are just like you, and pray for better days