Perception of addiction

 

Hey I don’t know if I’m going to jail on Monday


I don’t know if they’re going to drug test me on Monday
 
But I do know if they do I’m going to cry
I’ll probably be dry

Dry heaving while I’m crying trying to pee in a cup

While a stranger watches this great show my anxiety will create

I’m terrified the judge is going to look at me

And say in the most polite and professional way

Go fuck yourself

And I will do as he:she says
In cuffs
Hands and ankles and I will go back to the striped set they will give me

And I don’t look cute
And I don’t smile

But maybe everyone will be better if I go away

Perhaps I will be better
Atleast at that point I no longer have to worry about anyone’s perception of me
I can get the help I deserve without being told I can’t give up what I’ve worked so hard for


It doesn’t make sense?

To be told I can’t give up what I worked so hard for

When I’m asking for help