I am
a failure
a drug addict
a monster.
I'm throwing my life away
doing nothing in school
blowing off everything
just going because i have to.
I smoke after school
and on the weekends.
I'm getting addicted.
The booze
the cigarettes
the weed
all need to end
but they comfort me so much.
It's too hard to quit at this point.
They're bad but I need them.
Before I fall asleep I look at myself in the mirror
and ask myself
"What have I become?"
I've become what I never wnted to be
and yet
I like the new me.
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