Best Friend - Worst Enemy
I found a new friend today,
A friend to take my fears away.
It is a friend that you must buy,
It has a name , its called a high.
It seems to be the latest style ,
Your welcome here. .. "lets smoke
awhile. "
It turns me loose, it sets me free
From the dullness of reality.
But sometimes though I start to
wonder,
Does it lift me up or drag me under?
The fears it took were only hidden,
And feelings seem to be forbidden.
Now my friend has turned on me,
And thus become my enemy.
I try to stop but it doesnt last,
I give in as I have in the past.
I think about the price I pay,
And go get high anyway.
Inside it seems Im always crying,
Why do I feel as if Im dying?
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