when people stop judging when people stop judging
When people tell me I chose addiction, I ask if they chose to be.
When people say I’m nothing but a junkie, I say that’s what you see.
When society tells me to “just say no,” I tell them I can not.
When people ask me why I use, I say it’s all I got.
When they ask what I am escaping, I tell them I am healing.
When they look at me as damaged, I see them as unfeeling.
When someone finally accepts me, I thank them cause they’re real.
When someone says that it’s okay, I’m reminded I can heal.
When people look past the substance, I find that I have a soul.
When they let me share my story, it’s then that I’m made whole.