Just a Grub

I look in the mirror, but what do I you see?
I see no human lookin back at me.
Intravaneous. Taking drugs so miscellaneous.
Is it laced?
Man I don't know.
Inhale it quick and then the smoke blows.
Who are you?
Man I don't know.
You've totally changed; through and through.
Drugs are just congenital liars.
Hey, is that worth being wired?
Has your family left you or is that still to come?
Or have you been around this since you've been young?
How will you deal with it?
Deal more?
Or try to get out.
Feels like you're in a pit full of doubt.
Clawing your way doesn't seem to work.
Who cares? Aren't you just a worthless jerk?
I don't know 'cuz that ain't me.
When you look in the mirror, who do you see?