Ms. Sababa & Never the Same...

[Butterfly Kisses]

Sorry if it's kind of controversal. It was at my inbetween stage - when you want to quit but your still doing. Both poems are about Meth. The first by me, and the second by *John* my friend who's also addicted. Sorry I'm not the best poet - I'm only 15.

Ms. Sababa

She's single you know... Though her judgments are quite low,
You know you love her, Yes you do, It's okay - I do too.

But I'm straight and not a least bit "bi", but I can't help it! -
She gets me high!

She's white with an attitude like a god. You'de ask for some
help and "Yes" she would nod.

She's popular and fun and makes you feel great, but some of
the adults would have to debate. So, she has broken some rules.
So what! That doesn't make her a nut!

Ms. Sababa - she is so dandy. But very wrong, like forebidden candy.

Hot to the touch, sweet to the smell. But guess who else loves
Ms. Sababa. He is from hell...

So don't you see what your trying to sell. No, it's not your drugs.
It's your soul. That's the story I tell.




Never the Same


Never again the same, the same as my friends or the same as the game.
We play and we win, we remember our sins. We look back for years
at the smiles and tears.

Never regretting the things that we feared, Together we're happy and together we'de stay, but nothings forever, not atleast in some ways.

Forever we'de stay sitting huddled in packs, walking together thinking,
"Jeeze! Were all cracks!" But we loved each other and we cared for one another, Thats why we called ourselves blood brothers.

But in some ways were dead, except in our heads, Thinking about the times we had, Never thinking what we did was bad, I just wanted to say that I'll never forget, But if someday I do, it won't be just yet.