The end of the buzz

Feb 18, 2002 21:35

As I sit being high,
I wonder why?
What brought me to this day?
What caused me to run away?
I rush to cause my brain to bake,
Only realizing it was a bad mistake.
Longing for the displaced,
Hoping to be embraced.
Getting that good feeling,
as if the sky is a ceiling.
The buzz leaves my world torn apart,
I grow sick within my heart.
Today will be the day I stop running away!
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