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8.7k · Feb 2011
My name is cocaine
Kayla Hicks Feb 2011
Started out little smoking **** til' its dry
later needing something different, something else to try

So let me introduce myself my name is *******
i play with your mind and mess with your brain
I spread like poison straight to the head
get addicted to me your hangin' by a thread
I take your money you snort it away
when push comes to shove i meet you half way
I was born to be sold and make the wealthy rich
some have been murdered and found in a ditch
I will take your teacher and turn her into a stripper
dancing extra on the weekends 'cause no one will tip her
I've made a nerd drop his books and a queen break her crown
once you've walked down my lane you can't turn around
I'm worse than abortion your babies will be born addicted
i'll make your life worse than you have ever predicted
Thoughts of suicide running through your mind
you think your not worth it so you snort another line
I've destroyed many people some were heroes
i'll decrease your bank account from millions to zero
I drowned out your loved ones and take away your pain
you can shoot you can sniff i'm still in your veins
So now that you know me what will you do
the choice is yours it's all up to you
Take my hand and hold it close
just remember the life you chose
2.2k · Feb 2011
This is for...
Kayla Hicks Feb 2011
This is for those of you who have dreams that never come true
and for you cholas who bang
and you cholos who slang
getting ready to shoot
and after you do
you realize you have two of your own fingers staring back at you
This is for the *******'s and go to hells
you say throwing up a finger
pointed directly to who you go to and pray to at night
If God's so great
why does he take our people away
so we can meet them in another life
which is supposed to be more bright?
This is supposed to be the land of freedom
the land of happy,
but i'm looking around and see only successful immigrants starin' at me
My generation is the one who has to make a difference
because the ones before us had the world in their hands
but let it slip like butter
so everyone else has to be in the gutter
and now we're left to suffer
cleaning up everyone's mistakes
the only question i have is why
and different people answer with the same reply
because
'You Are The Future!!'
This is for all the homosexuals
who are supposed to have rights
but don't receive them
because once gay marriage is allowed
the ******* of the United States of America
are gonna take over the world?
Who are you to tell me and my
gay and lesbian peers that it is wrong to love
I say me as in bisexual
because i am not going to limit my love
to only guys, or only girls
i will love whoever i may choose
because as a citizen of America
I have options
This is for all you pro-lifers
who support abortion
shouting spread peace and love
and the government who makes choices
without the opinion of we the people
but who's we anyway
let me stand on a steeple
and preach to you
We The People
did not want war!
1.1k · Feb 2011
a black and white memory
Kayla Hicks Feb 2011
you may not have touched me physically
but you hurt me mentally
lightning doesn't strike in the same place twice
and i was not about to let you get the best of me
i have become as strong as the steel bars
which you now stand amongst

i put up my ******* to three main things:
****, abuse, and war
and now you have created the worst war
which ever existed within one's self
by abusing me with your words
as you **** my emotions

all that's left in my dreams
is a black and white memory
706 · Feb 2011
sorrow
Kayla Hicks Feb 2011
the sun absorbs my energy
while the clouds bring back the darkest memories
in my own bubble soaring through the sky
i pray to my savior because he is the only one
who can bring me back to life

i look around and see the blurs of my future
and the darkness of my past
the shadows from the clouds
follow me around as if i were
dragging them on my leash of sorrow

seconds turn into minutes
and my tears turn into hours
i become the veins in a flower
that is dead in the winter hoping for spring
so it can finally blossom into something beautiful

i'm strangling angels and kissing demons
i hear the scratch of my teardrops
that cry down my face
and the silence of my heart beating
slower and faster at the
same
exact
time

my dreams turn into coal which then turns to ash
i will become a discarded i love you
and a thank you when i'm gone
i was brought up in a place where i somehow don't belong

a discarded memory is what i have become

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