Go back five years and do something for me
Picture a 15 year old girl in her freshman year of high school
Picture a girl with many many friends; laughing and truly happy
Picture a girl that has no problems; no family issues, no drug abuse, not failing classes, not insecure with herself
Now let’s look into the present
Picture a girl with only a couple “true” friends that she never sees
Picture a girl that is overweight and unhappy with her figure
Picture a girl that got introduced to drugs
Drugs are beautiful
Beautiful in the sense that they force you out of your comfort zone
Now again, go back five years
The girl is happy and loving
Exactly that is what drugs do for her in present time
Cocaine, xanax, klonopin, extacy, hallucinogens; you name it
But cocaine was her favorite
Now picture this girl in present time on her favorite drug
She is happy again, she is laughing and having a great time
This once was her normal before
Sadly, the drug doesn’t last for too long
“Just one more line” I told myself
I would act as if I was excited when I was rolling up the crusty $100 bill to use
But what most people don’t know is that it hurts deep down; knowing that doing drugs is my normal
It’s scary... to know I cannot do it alone
To see the normal once more...
I beg of you, don’t let me do it