Not Today

Everyday needle in, needle out, repeat.

Everyday scrambling for money to sustain my urges.

Everyday battling myself, only for defeat.

Everyday people walk past me as my vain surges.

They don't see me, they see a freak, a "crackhead", a begger.

They see me and hide their kids.

They don't stop to help or ask what's wrong.

And if they do stop it's to tell me to move.

So not today will anyone tell me to move,

Not today will anyone call me a freak,

Not today will I satisfy my cravings,

Not today will anyone run from me.

Not today,

Or ever again.