This is something I wrote because one of my mates was taking drugs at a few parties I went too and after all this happened he started buying quite a lot of weed, one year down the line and he has been shoting cannabis for 3 months and he is addicted to heroine.
My life was so good,
back when no-one was hooked,
now they are all on drugs,
walking round like f****** thugs,
they say they can see the light,
and that their giving up the fight,
the next night they'll do it again,
they will never learn,
not until one of them is in an urn,
sometimes even then it's too hard,
living life without that presence,
surely it can't be too umpleasant,
you used to do it a little bit,
but now you can't control it.