aderall scrubs my soul clean,
without it, I'm so fucking mean.
one time i tried this shit called lean,
it wasn't as cool as it had seemed.
i snort prozac and claritin,
then i bled from both sides.
my nose and throat,
my hands were shaking and i gagged.
sink covered in my blood,
"no way this is from drugs,"
call me a fraud.
its all fake,
no way this is real.
im a wanna be druggy,
to hot girls, i'll give my coke.
light a joint,
teach me to smoke.
everything is so stupid,
because i make the choice to overdose at least once a week.
please,
i wanna throw my life away for a joke.
dont get me wrong,
i dont want to live on the street.
i don't wanna be ugly,
i just wanna be woke.
recreational,
OTC.
give it all to me.
"i dont care if it fake,
if it kill me, its a blessing to be frank."
i just wanna be like ZBC.
sammie,
you are still my esctasy.
amphetamines,
just call me your abercrombie zombie.
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PoésieFirst few chapters are about this girl then the rest is just my life and me venting. If anyone read this please dont comment shit like "are u ok" or "talk to someone" i really dont need that and i present these problems alot stronger then they are i...
