I will make it

When will all this shit get oldWhen I hurt drugs take holdControl my thoughts and my mindMy actions that of a weak mindA lost broken soul A man with no goals A man who just wants someone to hold So here I sit alone and write to let goWhy dont I have the will to fightDrugs I abuse Drag me farther from youSadness and grief there is no relief Alone in my plight  alone in my fightWish I could spread my wings and take flightNever look back on this lifeMove forward make things right Leave the darkness for lightI will find a way!!I will not grow grey And not reach my goalsWhen I grow oldIll be worth my weight in goldI will live my dreamsAll my haters will seeAnd it will be easy you seeBecause I DO LOVE MEAnd I will get it rightJust need to learn how to fight. And I will get thing rightJust watch me alright.