*Not a true story
I grew up with three friends.
James,
Alex,
Stacy.
We went to school together,
We played together.
We did everything together.
We thought we would be friends forever.
We got into high school.
James overdosed on Heroin.
Alex was arrested for possesion and dealing,
Fifteen years.
Stacy became pregnant,
Overdosed on Heroin,
Her child died with her.
Now I stand in my room,
With the needle inches away from my skin,
Why shouldn't I pick this road,
What will make me stop,
A commercial,
A program,
My father,
Myself.