Who is this girl staring back at me?
i ask
Face covered in scabs and scars
eyes sullen and lifeless
the life drained out of her
body itching for the needle
heart wishing she didn’t need it
What happened to that bubbly girl?
with those piercing brown eyes
smile on her face all the time
What happened to all her friends?
used to be so popular
used to be so happy
When did she start not to care?
When did the needle become more important than her friends,
her family, her life
Since when did getting high become her main priority
doing everything she could to get her hands on that needle,
everything she could to get more high
body immune to such a low dose
yearning for more
since when did selling your body in trade for drugs become okay?
Where is that bubbly girl?
That popular girl?
oh……..
now i remember
she’s locked inside this lifeless girl
screaming for help that will never come