She is the one
who used and abused,
She is the one
who never refused.
She was the one
who we shoved,
She was the one
who was loved.
At first it was a game,
it’s always the same.
It starts with a mate
who tells you it’s great.
She knew inside,
that her friend lied,
but she did trust,
she thought she must.
Her addiction
that seemed like fiction,
was so real,
she could feel…
yet the drugs got her bad
and that was all she had.
She was the one
who wanted to be there,
She was the one
who really did care.
She is the one
who took what we fed,
She is the one
who now lies dead.