There is something wrong with me,
I think I understand that now,
I keep wondering why I cannot stop,
But I know I am afraid to quit.

Drugs are the bane of my existence,
They are why I wake in the morning,
Even if I did not sleep the night before,
The drugs are all I live for.

Everything that makes me who I am,
My personality, my friends, my routine,
It all is centered around my addiction,
And I am afraid to quit.

My life has been dedicated to one pursuit,...