Confessions of a drug dealer

“yeah, I walk man
and all they see in me
is a flower.
a walking heavenly flower.
I miss my friends, man, you know
I had friends back then.
friends were friends back then.
people I loved and people who loved me
but now, I am just a flower, man, a green big flower.

you know me man, I was never like this,
you know me from way back then
in sixth grade
when we played guitar at your house”
‘Nothing else matters’ ‘Pennyroyal tea’ ‘Rooster’
and did math together.
I had friends back then.

I still have your guitar, man,
and I am losing it now, everything,
the night is not night anymore
and the day comes without going,
everything sucks, man, they all suck.
but I am not like them, man,
you know me, I am not like them,
I am not like any of them
you know me, man, you know me from way back then…”

Yes, I do know you, and I am the same.
The only thing separating us two,
are the drugs we inject in our veins.

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