Wasted

I am floating 

I'm just existing 

I've wasted so many years

Just uselessly drifting. 

I contribute nothing

I just add more strain

So focused on self-medicating,

And numbing my pain.

I am indirectly selfish

And I make excuses for it.

An excuse for every line I snorted

Always trying to get more lit.

"I am a stereotype

I am a cliche'

A product of poverty

In every way."

That's what I tell everyone

That's what I tell myself.

I do the things I do,

Cause I wasn't born into power and wealth.

I know I'm spewing bullshit.

When I say it I can taste it,

But it's easier than saying I lived my own life

And only I decided to waste it.