She insists that they set her free
The only way she can really be
That the tarnished liquid
soothes her soul
as soon as it begins to take it toll
The fog in the air isn't just clouds
It's a heaven she says
and it makes her proud
I know I'll say to her one day
That this was never just her coffin
It was her young inescapable fate
A girl in my school is 15 and does drugs, she also smokes and drinks, and she won't change.