Seeing the things people go through,
Taking abuse by passers by to.
Realising things can get worse,
Eventually because of realities curse.
Easily slipping right back down,
To that level that you found.
Little by little as you let go,
Into the world of drugs you know.
Finding a friend to hold on to,
Ending that feeling you got in you.
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