TO CARE
They don't care.
I could be around or
I could be dead.
They don't care.
As long as they have
Their drugs,
Their weed,
Their alcohol,
Their pills.
They don't care.
If I did die
What would they do?
Pop some more pills?
Snort some more Ritalin?
Drink some more beers to forget?
Don't feel any pain for me.
I wouldn't want you to care.
I LOOKED TO THEM
I look to my friends for happiness.
To see how they stay away from the
Sickness I hold inside.
To figure out how they never get depressed
They way I do.
All I find is drugs.
In class they sniff Ritalin.
Out of school - who knows what all they do.
My one best friend is clean, but sad like me.
I miss my father and knowing someone is there
To take care and look out for me.
Mike is special in so many ways -
But what are his satisfactions...
Not only me...
But drugs...
It's always drugs.
I looked to them for happiness -
And now look who I've become...
Something less than what I ever was.
WATCH THEM DIE
Everyday
It's the same.
Come to school
To feel the pain.
Watch them die
Right before my eyes.
Piece by piece
As my soul cries.
They slip away
More and more.
It makes me wonder
What I hurt for?
They're so far gone,
I should just let go.
Still, they are my friends,
And I care for them so.
