Drugs Are Evil
Spent most of my life trying to see the good in people
Family are addicts so I can tell you that drugs are evil
My sister sold her body just to get her fix of Heroin
Always in a rush for her next fix, but I've seen it doesn't fill her with a good adrenaline
Grew up in care, cause my family members were injecting needles
Sister and brother were Robbing for their fix and not respecting people
My brother abandoned his daughter because of his addiction
To stay away from drugs has been my only ever mission
I was passed around foster families, I embraced pain, and loved sadness
Praying to the sky that my family would stop being drug addicts
I got addicted to self-harm trying to hide my blood patches
Always had my arm extended to help, If only my family would attach it
Hoping they'd pick up the phone to say they miss me
Lost in a world on my own, trying to find a way to victory
Pressured by peers but I never gave in, even now I still won't take drugs
I saw them mess up my whole family, so much so, I couldn't embrace love
Tried to show Love to my family without any emotions attached
Never been close to my family cause they're injecting heroin and smoking crack
Brother left me without money for food, so he could get his fix
Made me realize there's no such thing as a wish
I'll always be anti-drugs after seeing them destroy my family
Never touched them, but they almost destroyed my sanity
Drugs are evil, they ruined my family and destroy lives
Even though we don't speak, I hope my brother and sister will be alright
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