You left me to die
Are drugs more important
Than keeping me alive
You say you\'re fine
But what about me
Do I look alright
Nah you don\'t care
When you do it\'s very rare
I wasn\'t even a year old
Stuck in a dark lonely room
With no hand to hold
I hope God will take me soon
Too young to know what to do
I know what I see
You chose drugs over me
Was I a mistake
Were you so high that you
Didn\'t know about the choice
That you were going to make