Addicted
My parents told me not to take drugs and I promised them I won't. But when I first had a glimpse of you, every word that came out of my parents' lips seem to disappear. Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your jaws, you yourself. I can't go a day without taking a dose of you, for I'd lose my sanity. you're the drug that I take when I'm feeling down. I desire for you even though I am fully aware that you're no good for me? But what can I do? I'm addicted to you.

















