It's short and it sucks. xD

A Poem by Ashy-Sama.

So I worry about everyone.

About who might be fucked up,
Or locked up.

About who's out there scoring,
or OD'd somewhere.

Those who may have run away,
or about to take their life.

About who's knocked up,
or getting knocked around.

I guess what I'm trying to say is:
I'm so busy worrying about everyone else,
I've got nothing left for myself.