The Great Escape

I am trying to hide

From everything on the inside,

escaping by getting high is what I do best

because I am always feeling so damn depressed.

They try to tell you drugs are bad

When in reality they make you feel more glad.

They take away all of the pain

Right as the drugs go straight to your brain.

As your face gets hot,

You begin to have very complex thoughts

The feeling of stumbling when you walk,

The slurred words when you try to talk

I love everything about getting high,

Drugs will always be my number one ally.