I get why smokers smoke.
Why people take drugs.
Why people get high.
Sometimes when your day doesn't go well.
You do something for a rush to feel happy.
Don't worry I'm not shooting up or anything.
Just something i would look down upon someone.
But non the less I'm doing it myself.
It'll give me a hours peace.
Then I'll lie in bed and contemplate how I'll never do it again.
While some people may look at it and go;
"Why are you complaining, your doing something awesome"
People say that about bongs and Ecstasy.
So what matter's in our society.
The opinion of the individual or the majority?
And do the means really justify the ends?
"This is my story"
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