WHEN I GROW UP
When I grow up...
I want to be hooked on drugs..
I want to beat up my Father...
And act like a thug
I want to steal from my parents...
I want to steal from my friends...
Heck I'll take money from Grandma..
Who will care in the end?
I'll have everyone worry...
Be real scared of me...
That's exactly who when I grow up..
That I will want to be
I'll take your credit card...
I'll sell my x-box...
I'll take all of moms jewelry...
To get what I got
I'll go in Dads wallet...
Take all of his green...
Tell him he's crazy...
I'll get really mean
I'll tell them I'm fine...
I'll keep my scars hid...
They will want to believe me...
I mean, I'm their kid
I'll be so smart...
They won't even know...I'll just sneak around...
They won't know where I go
You know this isn't me...
It's the drug talking inside...
The drugs taking me down..
The drugs making me die
Remember me please...
Before the drugs came...
Remember me please...
Before I had game
Remember the good times...
And none of the bad...
And if the drugs take me...
Please don't always be sad
I never meant to go...
No, not like this...
But the drugs were so strong...
I just couldn't resist
So, I am sorry
For doing this to you
Your deserve so much better
And I really love you
Tell Dad I'm sorry...Tell my siblings too...
And if I had children...
Please keep them with you
I love you so much.You were special to me..
But when drugs entered the picture...
It wasn't me you would see
I looked and I talked...
Maybe the same...
But it wasn't me...
Playing this game
And that is the power...
Of some little pills...
Or little white powder...
It wasn't my will.
BY GWENDY VANUCCI
When I grow up...
I want to be hooked on drugs..
I want to beat up my Father...
And act like a thug
I want to steal from my parents...
I want to steal from my friends...
Heck I'll take money from Grandma..
Who will care in the end?
I'll have everyone worry...
Be real scared of me...
That's exactly who when I grow up..
That I will want to be
I'll take your credit card...
I'll sell my x-box...
I'll take all of moms jewelry...
To get what I got
I'll go in Dads wallet...
Take all of his green...
Tell him he's crazy...
I'll get really mean
I'll tell them I'm fine...
I'll keep my scars hid...
They will want to believe me...
I mean, I'm their kid
I'll be so smart...
They won't even know...I'll just sneak around...
They won't know where I go
You know this isn't me...
It's the drug talking inside...
The drugs taking me down..
The drugs making me die
Remember me please...
Before the drugs came...
Remember me please...
Before I had game
Remember the good times...
And none of the bad...
And if the drugs take me...
Please don't always be sad
I never meant to go...
No, not like this...
But the drugs were so strong...
I just couldn't resist
So, I am sorry
For doing this to you
Your deserve so much better
And I really love you
Tell Dad I'm sorry...Tell my siblings too...
And if I had children...
Please keep them with you
I love you so much.You were special to me..
But when drugs entered the picture...
It wasn't me you would see
I looked and I talked...
Maybe the same...
But it wasn't me...
Playing this game
And that is the power...
Of some little pills...
Or little white powder...
It wasn't my will.
BY GWENDY VANUCCI