Addiction stigma |
sorry dad, sorry mom, i think there must be something wrong. last time i checked i thought i seen, the sun was out, the grass was green. but when did leaves start to season, fallin' off the trees without reason? now everywhere my eyes set, i can finally see, nothing is forever, YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE REALLY FREE? outside that cell the world is different, yet again, it's still the same shit you can't see the bars out here, but behind them is where you're livin it. go into emergency, im sayin "donezo, can you please help me?" nurses with their name tags on sayin "i just don't get people like you, what exactly are you on? why dont you just stop this shit" expectin me to flip and split BITCH, addictions here and will always be, find the cure for cancer then get back to me id love to know, for it would be, so nice to break away from slavery. i could be your daughter, sister, niece then i'd cut you off a little piece. a fragment of this wild journey, normal people call it recovery. that nurse went home with tears in her eyes, well guess how long they've been in mine? im a fuckin person too. even when i'm huffin glue. addicts are not all the same. before you judge, please, think again. |