I Often Wondered Why People Do Drugs
Drugs mask feelings and cloud ones mind
So many drugs out there in this day and time
Reality isn't possible for one to alter
But you can very much alter a human mind
Drugs come in all quantities, or choice of many kinds
Deep inside you feel a void
You suddenly try filling it with a drug
And before long your to far gone to realize
Your very own grave you have probably dug.
There so many who sell drugs on the streets
Drugs sold from house to house, at schools in the halls
Kids even sell for parents, in shopping malls
Life is so different from what it use to be
There was a time we had morals we all lived by
And we didn't really have reason to fear
But just like respect, love, and dignity
It seems to have all just disappeared
I often wonder, could I have helped
Could I have maybe turned even one against drugs
If just once I had listened to how one felt
Or reached out and took them by the hand
Or by letting them know they are loved with a simple little hug.
Copyright © Laura Stalnaker | Year Posted 2014
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