The wrong road

I was brought up in this world feeling lost and sad,

I fell so hard nothing could help-not even knee pads.

I hung around the wrong crowd,

Knowing I wasn't aloud.

I dropped out of High School,

I thought I was too cool.

I was into drinking and drugs,

An only dated thugs.

Constantly searching for a medicine to take away the pain,

What I found was heroin and cocaine.

At first it made me feel alive,

Escalating quickly to I needed it to survive.

Which led me to jail and rehab centers,

Abandoned buildings that no one would want to enter.

Thankfully Today I'm a year clean,

The only chemicals in my body are nicotine and caffeine.