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Another Pipeful
Battered and abused
Misled and confused
Tried and tested
Touched and molested
I feel like I'm in a deep dark pit
Selling myself for one more hit
I can't breathe I'm having an attack
I need to calm down it's just the crack
I'm going for a ride in my stolen car
Going to the dope man's it's not real far
My life is spinning out of control
I want out of this fucking hole
The fog in my head is really thick
I think I'm going to be sick
I've never been good enough
Am I not worthy of love
Battered and abused
Misled and confused
Tried and tested
Touched and molested
Where were you at when I was molested
Guess you were out not being protective
I said I would never be like that
Now I'm just like you out smoking crack
And my children are just like me
Motherless and all alone
I can't quit I'm too far gone
I tried to break this addictive cycle
But now I'm just begging for another pipeful
Misled and confused
Tried and tested
Touched and molested
I feel like I'm in a deep dark pit
Selling myself for one more hit
I can't breathe I'm having an attack
I need to calm down it's just the crack
I'm going for a ride in my stolen car
Going to the dope man's it's not real far
My life is spinning out of control
I want out of this fucking hole
The fog in my head is really thick
I think I'm going to be sick
I've never been good enough
Am I not worthy of love
Battered and abused
Misled and confused
Tried and tested
Touched and molested
Where were you at when I was molested
Guess you were out not being protective
I said I would never be like that
Now I'm just like you out smoking crack
And my children are just like me
Motherless and all alone
I can't quit I'm too far gone
I tried to break this addictive cycle
But now I'm just begging for another pipeful
Published 3rd Sep 2011
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1st Oct 2011 6:36am
It takes a lot of courage to be so brutally honest and available. I admire someone who's not afraid to make me look in at myself and the things I can't say out loud.
1st Oct 2011 8:06pm
Thank you sweetie. It did take alot of courage to put it all out there in the open. But sometimes to reflect more on yourself and be able to change yourself you have to put that fear aside and open up even if it is to people you've never met. You would actually be surprised at how much easier it is to open up to people that you don't know than to those you do know.
