i have a friend her name is danger to myself i am a stranger cry later now there is no use take a hit make an excuse do bad habits scare you there my only way out you dont know me you dont know what im about youve met the high thats always been around now you meet the me inside the one whos never made a sound youve heard all the excuses all thats ever been spoken now i say goodbye and leave you this small token so now you meet the me im used to the one deep inside now you know the real me i can no longer hide
i like this poem, i believe a lot of people can relate i know i can, there's always going to find those who judge for whatever reasons, everyone has there own vice so who can label who's better, all you can do is continue being yourself with no compromise. a person who is pure will accept all for the way they are.
this poem made me think of a friend i use to have, i wondered a few times if i'd ever seen her sober, i wasn't judging her, i knew it was a defense mechanism but could never talk to her about it. I think you desribed that feeling well.
