we are all dope fiends
why can't we see
our eyes are so clouded
that we can't see

if it was as easy
as choosing either
i wouldn’t be
a passerby
a passive eye

i'd rather be
a dope fiend
out in the open
with nothing to hide
than to be

a passerby
seeing me
my needled arm
out in the streets
scoffing by
thinking that

i
am better
than
me

- end