It was only for a thrill, just hanging with my friends. Then I needed it a little just to get by. Now here I am alone trying to get high. I never really needed it, I just wanted to fit in. Now I can't live without it and it has cost me nearly everything. The people who got me started, they have all gone away. One is in prison now and two of them are dead. Another has disappeared to where I do not know. If I can't shakes this curse, I may be the next to go. I only know I need it bad, so I struggle day by day. I never thought about getting hooked or ending up this way.