you never think it'll happen to you, you hear the warnings, the stories, the tragic things it does to people but you always have that voice in your head saying 'you'll be fine' 'you wont end up like that'. you never stop to think, maybe this can ruin my life? you'll eventually realise though, after time it'll all hit you, but then, it's too late.
i lie, i steal, i cheat, i hurt the ones i love continuesly, i break promises. iv seen and experienced more then i should have at my age.
iv destroyed peoples lifes.
and i continue to do all this. because its hard to learn.
it started because i thought it was cool. 'its cool to do drugs' i thought if i popped a few pills it wouldnt hurt, everyone else does it. but from that you wanna try more, see what thats like, see what that does. and before you know it you've got a pipe in your hand and someones teaching you how to smoke meth for the first time. your in heaven. your inlove with the world, with life, everything you touch feels so beautiful. then 4 weeks later your lying up in your bed, trying to sleep, trying to smile, trying so desparatly not to fall apart, your heaven has turned to hell.
next you become that person, the one everyone turns to get there gear, you give your friends 'mate rates' only to find there lifes destroyed 6 months later. whos to blame there? is this your fault? what have i done?
i know many of you read these forums because your inteeged in the drug life, wanting to try things yourself.
many of you, so naive, thinking your invinsible, that nothing can harm you.
just as i did.
im not going to say not to do drugs, do as you plea, try what you like.
but just remember drugs dont make you cool, they make you into the worse person you could possible ever be.
i lie, i steal, i cheat, i hurt the ones i love continuesly, i break promises. iv seen and experienced more then i should have at my age.
iv destroyed peoples lifes.
and i continue to do all this. because its hard to learn.
it started because i thought it was cool. 'its cool to do drugs' i thought if i popped a few pills it wouldnt hurt, everyone else does it. but from that you wanna try more, see what thats like, see what that does. and before you know it you've got a pipe in your hand and someones teaching you how to smoke meth for the first time. your in heaven. your inlove with the world, with life, everything you touch feels so beautiful. then 4 weeks later your lying up in your bed, trying to sleep, trying to smile, trying so desparatly not to fall apart, your heaven has turned to hell.
next you become that person, the one everyone turns to get there gear, you give your friends 'mate rates' only to find there lifes destroyed 6 months later. whos to blame there? is this your fault? what have i done?
i know many of you read these forums because your inteeged in the drug life, wanting to try things yourself.
many of you, so naive, thinking your invinsible, that nothing can harm you.
just as i did.
im not going to say not to do drugs, do as you plea, try what you like.
but just remember drugs dont make you cool, they make you into the worse person you could possible ever be.
