Control
Have you ever signed away your freedom
Let some papers control you
Because that dumb decision made you need em
They say drugs can take you from you
But that’s all fake news
I just need drugs so I’m normal just like you
But I don’t need them anymore
The want is still there though
The want to taste the spores
I’ll be locked up I know though
I’m a minor
Can you wrap your head around that
I don’t even know myself
At seventeen
I want my life back
I’ve been the youngest
At NA meetings at least
They’re in their 30’s and 40’s
I’m still in my teens
I have even got the chips
The highest was one month clean
People can go thirty years
I barely go thirty days without LSD
That’s not all though
There’s a lot more to this story
And trust me when I say
That there ain't a lick of it that’s boring
Copyright © Jonathan Camp | Year Posted 2019
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