Burnout

Once upon a time I was young. I saw the world in different colors and aspects; something new everyday. Now? All I see is drugs. All I experience is drugs. Those different colors and aspects I had when I was young, vanished. Right as soon as I smoked my first blunt. But every thing got real hazy when the first syringe filled with heroin emptied into my veins. But not just the heroin. Harry Styles found a way to empty himself into my veins too. And I can't find away to flush him out.