By: Sierra Wheeler
They make me do the things I do.
I need them more than I need you.
The drugs get me through the day so that I can spend my nights wasting away.
Cigarettes more Tobacco and Meth are used so no money is left.
Food and Electricity, Who needs them when I have Meth with me.
He says He's mean because they make him be that way,
I want my Daddy but he tosses me away.
I watch him all throughout the day, But by them night He's gone away.
He's probably gone to get more Meth so we can repeat the process with nothing left.
Mommy says we can't buy food, and the lights have been turned off again, even flipping the switch won't work anymore.