i sit back and watch
watch my father drink his life away
every sip
every beer
another moment gone.
does he not realize?
realize that its killing me??
does he not care???
does he like seeing me in pain
hes clasified as an alcholic…
they say i am one now to..
as soon as i get home im drinking.
now its the pills..
i dont want my boyfriend
i dont want my child
i dont want my step kids
to find me dead…
why can i not get clean???
this high makes me calm…
this high makes my head straight…
this needs to stop…
help dont help me..
makes me wanna do it worse…