Drug-Free can't defeat Society

They stand around and congratulate me for finally being 'drug-free',
Then turn away and bitch about how despite my success? the years haven't changed my lack of beauty,
I keep my head up high and pretend not to hear their vicious remarks as I try to stride past boldly,
If I make an effort to act comfortable and confident they might think I have someone at home who lovingly calls me baby.
Because no matter how much I smoke and diet I'm always going to bare the burden of modern societies label "chubby",
No matter how much of my precious money I spend on clothes at the poshest of shops to them I'm always dressed cheaply,
Even when I'm polite and kind and use my P's and Q's they always manage to make me feel filthy,
No matter how hard I try to fit in my struggles in life are to them? some what funny.
So I try to let myself down tonight a little more gently,
My heart whispers it's okay whilst my head screams at me I'm ugly,
And as the screams in my mind become louder everything becomes more scary,
Then suddenly the nine years I spent clean seems stupid and the drugs seem wisely.