I did bad shit today, and it weighs heavy on my conscience.
I wonder if the things I do are normal.
I wonder what my family would think of me.
You can be a good person, but once you use substances you are not so
The imagery that things come with, maybe that is why I am so guilty.
I am not bad, but there is nothing right about what I am doing.
Who gets to tell you what is right or wrong besides yourself?
Besides the little voice in your head that you magically produce,
who ultimately weighs out what is right and wrong?
Sometimes my mind ponders.