My mom: "I used to change his diapers!"
My mind: "Well, what are you doing for him now?!"
All these kids I grew up with, took baths with are falling in the hole of addiction and can't seem to find a way out.
Me: "I just wish you wouldn't have let yourself get that bad"
Him: "Ugh" rolls over and passes out
Like what are teens coming to?
Looking for that next high.
Sitting at Hawthorne
Waiting
Maybe the next passerby
Will have a cigarette
Or at least a drag
My mommy has been in that hole
For far too long
She claims she's got nowhere to go.
I love all the people I grew up with
But I have to wait and see
If they'll climb their way up
And climb to the top with me
Addiction free is the way to be