All along I think I loved it,
Even before ever trying any of it,
Back then when no one
Ever knows what could become.
All at once I knew it was something,
A lovely comfort to fill all these nothings,
And had me at "Hello,"
Before deciding to try some.
Ignorantly, I believed that I needed
Some other something than what I proceeded
To use as the only something
To fill the void and need.
No, Sir, I'm not in possession of any drug,
Paraphernalia, or even a weapon;
No stolen items, or anything
For which you would arrest me.
No hypodermic accident waiting to
Stick you from the pocket of my pants,
I've never banged anything
In my veins, as you can see.
Well, yes, I knew that bag was there
This whole time, I'm fully aware,
But I'd say "No" again, since it's the drug,
Sir, that's in possession of me.