I need it, just please, help me out, Sir?
My substance, I'm keen to abuse,
A legal drug, I tell ya, cheap, but oh dear!
So insecure and dangerous...should I?
It'd be my secret, as unique as it is,
Damn it, I'll do it, so excuse me, Sir,
Pass me money, I'm really in need!
I get what I want, this way,
Just be who I'm not,
And everything works out
Relieved I feel free, inside I'm going nuts,
But my face doesn't show it,
No one checks for my eyes,
So I stay fine, better hide,
I can't speak, but whatever,
Just take a seat, and rest,
But didn't that girl just look suspiciously?
Was that just real or imagined?
Okay, maybe I underestimated this...
Minutes scratch by,
Every hour feels like a week,
So soft, and comfy,
And standing in a light glow~
Then drift off, into...