Your escape

You messed things up
you tore me apart
why did those things have to control you
since your life has been torn apart

Drugs are your escape
well you push away your kids
you could careless on how we feel
since the street is your life's seal.

What are you trying to do
kill yourself slowly well being happy
what a way to make yourself go
but you dont think your life effects the family.

What kind of person are you
pushing your kids to your side
trying to ignore everything but the drugs
that sure makes you look might fine.

So try and change the way you are
since your dont look that cool
cocain and heroin are tearing you apart
and your losing the people you call your world.

So get over your addiction
or be ready to lose me
since i am sick of all the tears i cry
wondering if your still alive.