this is.

im a writer, and im an addict.
everyones quick to judge
when im alone i hear voices saying
all the things i do and what theyve heard
i'd love to turn around and let go of every word that
builds up inside me like the way im not really
someone fit to be followed, alright lets say
i was the person you think i am
what good would that do?
im fifteen and im into things
i shouldnt even know about yet,
theres always someone tellling me how chill i am
popularity does me no good, i want people to realize
that im not all about a party with music
or that im not proud of consuming
but my words are always twisted
there goes the reality train
you just missed it.
in all honesty im really
just a writer an addict and a human being.
i have no desire to be followed
id like to be alone
have ideas of my own
maybe even enlighten a few people
but whats intelligence to them?
the power of a book isnt stronger than
a substance that can get you hooked.
i can sit here and preach my struggles
even talk about how its not alright
but thats a waste of time
i rather sit here and keep up my fight,
its not me against the world
but its me against myself.