Addiction Medicine

Like some of the hardest drugs, I was addicted to needing money. Needing money for things I didn’t need. Addicted to the rush of external validation. An imagined woah from the crowd of people I felt were always critiquing me. Wylin to feel the deja vu of my youth I fell victim to an uncontrolled cycle of poison. Shoes, shoes, shoes, make me feel young again, make my feel full again, take me back to a better place. I stay begging, I stay craving, like some of the hardest drugs, I need money for shoes.

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