Better Things To Do Than Drugs Poem by Tatianna Biggs

there's better things to do than drugs
just sitting there taking puffs
watching and feeling my life go by
drinking vodka, smoking a pipe,
lying there waiting for me to pass
to somewhere who's volume has no mass
i don't want to go there, not just yet,
if i turn around, ill make it, i bet
let me get involved with my school
doing my homework, doing what i got to do,
pass these classes getting these A's
is all that matters to me, it eventually pays
i dont want to be on these streets, selling drugs illegally
i want to be helping the society, mentally and physically,
in the long run, see, what i want to be,
is a doctor, a lawyer, a person of high authority
i want to be better yes it's me,
i want to be better than the hobos on these streets
drugs aint the way, its not my way out
i cant kick, scream, fuss or shout
either way all it would do is bring me pain
they say 'bra, you got to smoke to be apart of the game.'
well, i dont want to be a part of it, you hear me, i quit
alss is him, and he maens well, but this soldier is sent,
to prove to you people that drugs arent good,
they damage your lung, you know they would,
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m telling you man, that aint good stuff,
just sitting there, taking them puffs