~*Beth*~

Working to get money, finding all the parties,hanging with my friends, and writing poetry. Here is a lil taste of what I write. "ADDICTION" I heard a tear drop fall from your eyes But what I really heard is what your heart cries It screams and weeps it's sorrow And you think that there is always tomorrow Tomorrow when you will find the one to stop the pain Someone who will be your crack cocaine The one you can be addicted to The one who won't critize what you do But as sadly as you think No one in this world dare give you as little as a wink So now you ingest your last eight ball Your body slowly begins to collapse and fall And the last moments of your life you finally see That this drug was not your addiction it was me. It's good right.