How ****** is it I experiment with sobriety,
Deceive others to believe I’m functioning in society,
Feel relieved only when drugs are inside of me,
****, molly, benzos, oxy, LSD, DMT, ketamine,
Feel more at peace in my dreams than reality,
Its hard to believe others dramatize that part of me,
Traumatized yet still I abuse losing my vitality,
I’m a fool to use to cope with the stress of my adolescence morality,
That’s an excuse from my poor mentality,
I should be a young lady, but I don’t see it at present, am I an abnormality?
Actually, It wasn’t my plan to neglect the lesson that might stand in place of this confession,
Showing symptoms of depression, but all hopes is not lost, I can buy happiness I gave it a cost,
my discretion I tossed aside I'm exhausted and losing my mind,
I'm inclined to combine refined lines designed to unwind my kind,
Remind myself I wont find the dragon,
My life will end with a magnum,
a drug induced tantrum,
mental phantom hold me for ransom,
I hope you can handle this rancid anthem i grant you,
but I hope you can't relate because no ******* should have this fate,
moving weight through their plate is no way to spend consecutive days,
still So much hate,
Irate till I escape,
pills will sedate me, and I wait..
But remember..I wanted it this way.