I'm worried I'll end up as I began
Needles in my arm
And a tall strange man

April 2012
The needles were inserted
Into my bruising arms
I was dehydrated
I was hungry
They pumped me full of sugars
The doctor was a man
Well over 40
He told me I didn't try hard enough

November 2014
Needles were pushed through my vulnerable skin
My veins were pumped full of drugs
I don't even know what I'm on
I don't even care
There's a man's face somewhere in the blur
He's tall and has tattoos
I feel his tongue in my mouth
And his hands reaching for under my skirt
I don't care
I don't have to try anymore