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Overcome
you used to know me i was one of you
i thought drugs were cool too
but then i lost my will to live
the drugs kept asking me to give
i had nothing, broke in all
no friends to catch me when i fall
hours left and i've done nothing
looking back i wish i've done something
my life was bleak ruled by the high
its never to late to not want to die
i left my family screamin' my name
from then on nothin' was ever the same
i had no dream, it withered away
didn't want to fight for it so it didn't stay
i didn't understand, didn't know what's right
or that my health would be taken that night
the high, the buzz just was enough
it made me weak where i was once tough
i had a great hand but i decided to bet
from then on my future seemed set
what's left of my life was worth not a lot
so i just continued on, left my soul to rot
and when i reached the age of 21
i got in a crash and i was done
done with the drugs, the weed, and smoke
so from the distorted dream i awoke
I stood up upon my OWN 2 feet
finally glad that my heart could still beat
my body laid tattered, my mind a mess
but i was just glad i survived all the stress
i fixed my wrongs and i threw them away
and there in the trash they all do still lay
i picked up a hobby instead of the high
i helped my brain overcome the drugs cry
my hobby turned out to be such art
but i had a rough ugly start
i would have soon died if i didn't quit
and i don't regret it not one bit
i was tortured at first and it was hard
but I was the holder of my final card
they called to me loudly day and night
but i held strong with all of my might
now i walk proud of my terrible past
i am finally free of my demons at last
i fought and i won now i am alright
and i am thankful i did live that night
although my life isn't what it could
at least i am better then where i once stood
though your life appears black and dead
look to the future and what lies ahead
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i went to a prolife banquet and it got me thinking about abortions and drugs.killing yourself is now legal in some states but its not called sucide nooo its called dying with dignity. Dying with dignity is dying when your supposed not because your scared how you will die. if we thought that about death then no one would ever have children because they might die i mean come on people would your friends not miss you? your family? and don't say you don't have one because it doesn't have to be blood. Drugs is even worse but if you are doing it then i hope you quit because you wouldn't want your sister or brother or child doing it. there are people who love you and will help you fight and you can have a better life. show this to your siblings so they know what it can do. some people never stop and end up taking their loved ones with them to the grave. save yourself, your friends, your family, and others like them.