it was the age of 14 when she first tried it,
out of curiosity became an addiction,
she never thought it was addictive,
she just wanted to try it,
she wanted to know what it feels like,
until that day where she feels like doing it again,
for the second time only she says,
third time only she says,
fourth time, and it goes on until she lost count,
funny how she never gets caught by her parents,
she used to do it out of lust but then shes doing it out of frustration,
a puff for frustration, another for depression and another without any hesitation,
she got to college and started making kind friends,
they found out about her addiction,
she then stopped with a help from them,
she’s 20 now and haven’t been doing it for a year,
but came one day, where everything ***** her life,
where she feels like she’s a ******* mess,
she has it in her hands now,
but she let it burn off thinking the reasons she stopped,
she wouldn’t want to let her effort go to waste,
she’s just here thinking, what to do to help her think straight,
when she suffocate,
or to help with her problems,
so she threw the whole pack that she just bought,
blasting loud music in her ears,
and just shut the world.