Thursday, August 7, 2008


This is me,
Right now I'm high,
With much to do.

I'm doing nothing,
I'm living a lie.
Everybody gets what they get,
When they get it.

Wanting the cool life,
By doing the drugs.
Drinks for the silly,
Smokers dying.

Sit back and relax,
Enjoy the times.
We're all down,
Ashes in the urn.

Begging on the knees,
Asking for something free.
As the match is lit,
And watch it all burn.

So don't pretend,
To make the amends.
Cause anger it sends,
Thru troubled veins.

Very low,
To the ground.
Because of the high.