Drugs and Boys

Both are bad and they can ****

Drugs Damages your lungs and He damages your heart

We become addicts to Drugs when we’re used to it and we become addict to Him when he fake the love

Drugs makes you high and He kills your vibe with lies

One Sniff or lick of it isn’t enough when  you’re an addict, A whole of you isn’t enough, he just have to cheat *** he’s addicted to *******

People often Warn us about boys and drugs because you see, these two are the same

When the love for both is strong, you become insane over it and can’t go a day without it

Drugs makes your heart beat faster and he does the same, these two are twins

Drugs send the wrong message to your brain and he send the same to your heart
  
Drugs gives You bloodshot eyes and he gives you the same by making you cry

The only difference between the two is that When He ******* up so bad, drugs become your new addiction to get rid of the depression

The feelings I have for you is so strong ❤️, the ones you have for me is normal

There’s a girl with scars and flaws, lots of imperfections and imprisoned by her thoughts.
Her Hopes  are gone, she’s judged by the world and fooled by Love.
She has made huge mistakes and  tried to fit in this world that can never be understood

She has messed up, made out with couple of guys She has no feelings for. Well, her life is hell.

Funny right? A girl that appears to be all about the books and God but she chases boys all around like a dog freak chasing his lost dog

She pressured by her peers to get into things too quick, “Are you always going to keep looking like a nerd and reading all these ******* books? It’ll will just make you stupid” they say. She’s stuck between listening to her inner self or opening her mind and ears to her peers

Well she wants to be like most teenage girls out there, having fun, exploring the world, getting the feeling of giving *******, getting heads, getting kissed so hard that you even forget that problems exist, talking to this one dude that drives you crazy but her mind is far from ***.

“Nobody would just wanna kiss and hug a girl with that kind of curves, or give her head or get ******* from her without having ***. This life is not a movie, you either play well or play yourself” they say to her

It’s hard to make a choice when all of them pretend to  LOVE her, so she falls in their traps one at the time

She’s not who she wants to be but she wants to fit in. She’s not reading books anymore but she’s reading the minds of guys.

She gets hunted every time so she tries to runaway from this lifestyle and find a hide out. Her life is like  the movie Bird Box, whenever she opens her eyes, the past hits her hard in the face and she dies from the inside every time.

Worthless seems her life, she’s always worry about What the world thinks of her. She’s losing herself trying to please others, she’s slowly changing.

Her pillows are wet with the river that pours down her eyes at night. This agony is so sweet to swallow when her friends are around but at night, she realizes that the pain doesn’t digest easily, it’s too big to go down her throat.

She’s confused, her mind is full of whole lotta “why if’s” She’s hunted by the flaws, reality hits her in the face every time. All she ever wanted was to explore the world of Boys but there are lots of thorns and scorpions