I observe and don't partake, but do I know the people who do.
They could be kids from school, the kids that sit next to you.
Go down to the beach and these pills are distributed like candy.
Multi-colored candy that, for some, comes in handy.
It's amazing what you can get for only a fiver,
But who is this fellow chasing you with a screwdriver?
Don't go look for it, don't buy it.
Don't get hooked, don't try it.
There're are so many better natural thrills in our lifetimes.
Leave the capsules alone, don't get into those petty crimes.
It eats into the youth of today,
Does its damage; a heavy price to pay.
Too many go down that dim, dark street,
Ending with no home to go back to, and no food to eat.
Keep with the good life, it's not that hard to sustain.
Or the fullness disappears, and only the hollowness remains.
If the bad life was there from the beginning, that's a different story.
Come to realize where you stand, if you don't then you'll be sorry.
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Note: This is an old poem, I'm not especially proud of it. I don't like how the line lengths don't match, with a little work I think I might be able to shape this up.
