She’s so blind,Illusional,
Delusional,
Caught up in the moment.
She’s so lost,
taken,
mistaken,
for the caring person they think.
She need something,
Someone
Anything
To bring her back to reality.
She wants the weed
The drink
The nicotine,
To keep her going.
She’s leaving behind
Her love
Her kids
Her life
That she has created herself.
She’s not thinking
“they need me”
“it’s not them”
“ I cant do this”
she’s only
a teenager
a child
a mother.

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