Drugs

I know who you are, you are not very nice,
Your moods change instantly, like the rolling of a dice,
Your blank eyes stare at nothing, you will never be the same,
Between the time of fixes, you think it's a little game.

The drugs you're on are dangerous, it won't end well at all,
You think you are invincible, others think you're small,
Addiction comes in many forms, they make you scream and shout,
No one knows who they're talking to, your personalities come out.

When you yell at nothing, and scratch your skin till bare,
Escaping from all those creatures, that are not actually there,
Police and guns don't stop you, a zombie you've become,
No one has your super strength, till it's too late it's done.

If you take your drugs my junkie, and you need some further proof,
You won't actually fly around, when you jump off of that roof,
Instead the sadness of your loss, written on family faces,
Wishing you never got involved, with those needle injecting spaces.