My Pick Me Ups

All my pick me ups seem to do is lay me down

All the drug and alcohol abuse

Keeps unwanted people around

In this state I’ll gladly drown

And wait to see who notices

That all my pick me ups seem to do is lay me down

I’ve been here for awhile

Hiding behind all the laughs and smiles

Constantly killing myself

With no remorse at all

Cause all my pick me ups seem to do is lay me down

Maybe a real friend will notice my absences

And find me hiding away

Instead of running from, with me they’d decide to stay

Help me confront my problems

So my pick me ups can cease to lay me down….

By: The Poet Q

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