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Date Posted: 16:28:25 03/19/01 Mon
Author: Antipodi
Subject: Reaching Out

At fifteen we feel the pain
The TV talks of a Cold Beer
Yet we feel like we're are in the rain
He quietly smokes his cigarette
But we scorn the drugtakers
Its enough to make mom take valium

Hypocrasy scores high in the young uncluttered mind
Many abandoned their egos destroyed and left behind
If only someone would listen
Talk some words of understanding
Not be so unkind
But Dad is too busy you see
And Mother has to have hair done
We love you daughter , son

Our many frienships falter
We look to the outside
Standing in corners, we need to hide
Just one pill , we get our thrill
Then we take puff (They all smoke tis said)
We experiment with needles
We take the plunge

The world outside it fades
The pain it goes away
Now the pain is deep inside
I must have another fix to bring back the oblivion of my day
O mummy please take this pain away
I cannot understand , they all seem to shun me, hate me
Yet I want and feel only love

I live in the clouds , hungry
The pain is deep the pain is wide
But is it only the pain I feel inside
Will no one help me, will no one care
Many stop as I Lay on the street and stare
They have their ways, they have their cares
But not for me or mine

Will someone not understand , hold my hand
I reach out but nothing there
Everybody has business but nobody cares
I try to help myself but the pain is hard to bare
There are those whom try,
I feel so hopeless, destroyed
But who has done this
Abandoned me

Competition rages and many make the grade
Me, I have failed, I cannot know the reason why
I am reaching out, but no one listens
Nor cares the reason why
Today I die a junkie
An animal on the streets
Many just walk by me and complain about the heat
So many things to care for, so may things to cry
I lived and died a Junkie
Now many just walk by..

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