lee_the_messed_up_punk

my #ucked up life
2008-06-30 14:53:17 (UTC)

beneath

9:27AM Moday Med day

Every monday I have to walk to the pharmacy to pick up
my meds that now come in a weekly bubble pack to make sure
I'm not overtaking or selling them. I don't mind it, I'll
fully admit that I used to overtake because at times life
was too much too handle, hearing voices, being in pain,
shaking, sweating and the hightened sences of smell and
taste. I still run out early but only on the weekend and
that's a good thing because it's on the weekends that I get
in trouble still partying like I'm eighteen because a lot
of my friends are.
C hasnt found the ground beneath him, he smokes Meth
daily and is sleeping with his best friends girlfriend. A
while ago C brought up the idea that they should have a
threesome. His best friend couldnt get it up with another
guy in the room and it was more of a two some. He's been
sleeping with her since...

My mother seems to be in a good mood today, I hope I
didnt spend too much money, she told me yesterday that I
could take out twenty dollers out of her account but in
order to do that I had to buy something so I bought a pack
of smokes. C wanted to come over here last night but I
really needed a break from him. He talks and talks and
rarly listens. He gets frustraited when we write together
because I write fast and in poetry format so when a hip-hop
head listens to my music they don't even consider it hip-
hop. Ever since I was a small kid I always thought that as
a singer or mc you should come up with you own sence of
style, which I did. The only problem is that when I do a
colaberation with anyone they get confused stating,

'I thought this was a colaberation, I have no idea what
were writing about'.

To me it's just another poem to add to the pile...

lee
off to read




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