I use to do pills
I use to smoke weed
It turned me nasty
Full of anger and greed
I use to drink beer
More than you'd think
No matter how many
I still wouldn't sink
I use to pinch cars
Without using the keys
It gave me my frills
I was easy to please
I had many girlfriends
They called me a slag
Just being normal
I wanted a shag
My past was so staggered
So crazy it's true
Going to prison
I learnt something new
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What have you become.
Your heart is made of stone,. Full of cracks and crevices,. With that heart you must feel alone,. It beats the sound of all of your negatives,. One day your heart of stone will grow,.
I've something to say. I must really confess. My heart is in pieces. My life is a mess. To many years. Hanging with thugs. Getting in trouble. Taking shit drugs. But now it does seem.
This isn't me. I was Mr positivity. I used to find the silver linings, Now I let shit get to me. This isn't me. I'm just not the same. Something inside has broken free, And left my brain in pain.
The man I am now began eleven years ago today. Tears of joy cleansed my life in almost every way. A goodbye to the egotistical me. Replaced by we, and dreams exchanged so that yours will be.
Names are strange Letters you arrange Meanings you rearrange I find them strange What's the point in a nickname. Does my real name put you to shame. Should I be ashamed.
I'm drowning into a sea of consistency. I used to struggle to avoid a normal typical life. I would always try to stand out, be unique and as different as possible.
#opussweeklychallenge I am completely and hopelessly addicted to this horrible substance. I want it all the time. I feel sick without it. I need it in order to function properly.
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