see this plastic life through my bloodshot eyes

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my mind is taken aback
to the days where i would sit in school
as my mom spoke to me about the
dangers of drugs

she'd call them
monsters

mom,
you described how they'd ruin your teeth
but never mentioned how they'd lie steal and cheat

mom,
you said from the inside they'd rip you apart
but you never described the pain they'd cause your heart

mom,
drugs aren't the monsters you find on the streets
the monsters are the ones with dark eyes and a heartbeat

he caused me hurt and broke all of me
the only relief was drugs, was weed

so i sit here high and i speak the truth
the cure to pain are the monsters from my youth

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