You light up a fag
And take a few drags
You drink a keg of beer
Thinking I've got nothing to fear
It's not enough so you start to mope
Until one of your friends suggest you try dope
It's all going great until you get busted by your mum
But you just tell her you're just having some fun
After a few years, you try cocaine
And soon after open up a vein
After a few trips you start getting hooked
It's not long until you get booked
You need a hit bad
So much you think you'll go mad
In a way you kinda are
You quit your job and sell your car
Every second word is a lie
Just so you can get high
Its not enough
You need more of the stuff
You keep on going
Obviously not knowing
That you are going to die
You Light up a Fag
The aspect of this poem which I really admired was its somewhat direct tone. The only way to convince people that drugs are not the way to go, is to tell them like it is.
Good work!
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