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She Fails Without Falling
I feel so much emotion and anxiety,
This makes me run away from sobriety. I should go to the doctors and be put on a med,
If only I would use my head. I smoke weed because it helps me cope,
People I love hoping I won't turn to dope. I told my mom and dad no,
Not thinking weed really was the ammo.
I started smoking FAKE weed because of a "friend",
Not knowing how close I could have been to the end.
People i knew of would take one hit and die,
Meanwhile I would sit back and get high.
I was an addict, it was really vile,
Outpatient rehab for quite a while.
Failing once and falling again,
Back to my habits and loosing a friend.
I was stealing from my mom and an emotional mess,
She even charged me and I got my first and only arrest.
Time had gone by in a blur,
Finally I was off drug testing that's for sure.
It took a long time for me to get clean,
Its even more sad I was only a teen.
With a four year old son and a no good man,
She danced in circles before she ran.
He was an addict himself,
He slips into depression knowing its not good for our health.
I don't know how and i don't know why,
Sometimes all i did was cry.
Getting clean was the hardest thing i had ever done,
But i did it and i did it for my son.
I still couldn't tell you exactly how i did it,
You just have to be strong and get your head with it.
You can do anything you put your mind too,
You have to do it, do it for you.
My life, My everything
© 2015 Amanda Drew