What if I told you I smoke cigarettes to slow my heartbeat and **** my stress?
What if I told you I smoke canabis to take away my pain that has built up over the years?
What if I told you I take pills to numb the pain that is this hell hole I call my life?
What if I told you I drink to suppress the long days and the tireless cries?
What if I told you I'm more broken than I let in and that's why I do all these things I know will slowly **** me?
What if I told you that there's a reason for all of this that is bigger than anything you could understand?
Would you believe me or would you leave like everyone else?