Quick Writing #11 (Tried putting myself in someone else’s shoes)
Getting drunk off the promises
Hung over from the broken ones
High off that extasy & oxy cause you’re the chosen one
White stuff on the table
But you don’t know if you’re able.
And somehow, people judge you even knowing you hate them labels.
But the only drug you manage to intake is all that novacaine
Cause you been too long in this game to know that it takes away pain.
It knocks you out along with the problems til you can’t feel shit
And unfortunately, this is the only way you were taught to deal with it.
So you continue on with the sniffing, coughing & the cutting
Praying to God that your 5 year old ain’t just see nothing
And she didn’t, cause she’s over there playing with some toys
The hardest part is teaching her how to not play with them boys
Cause you don’t want her to grow up like mommy and live life the same
Dancing on a pole all for money & fame
The saddest part is that you don’t even know his name
But you sit there with protection
Should you make an objection?
Cause drugs ain’t the answer it just makes you forget the question.