The perfect me, cause of x2c!

Poem: written wen i was 20;

Im feeling angry,
And breathing the need
To take 10 hits of x2c
I heart feeling good
And love feeling great
I love being able
To stay up all night
Feeling the smile
As it never goes away
Another 10 hits and it
will stay this way
So i\'ll keep bying more
And do them different ways
Some i\'d crush up
and mixem with cocaine
Wow this rush
Iz *ucking insane
I can finally now say
Im numb to all pain
Days would go by
But not in my mind
Im messed up on drugs
Just dont ask me wat kind
Im thinking of me
And thats wat they wanted
Im finally happy
And dont feel unwanted

I look in the mirror
And i finally see
The perfect body
Ive ever wanted for me
So skinny, so bony
So slim and damn hot
I now just need color
And id hit the jakpot
So ill roast in the sun
T\'ill my body gives up
The perfect me ive wanted
WILL BE HERE WEN I WAKE UP!