When I liked my friends
When I had something to say
And pot didn't make me tired
And fun was in everything
Tearing holes in my brain
And I had no conscience
And school didn't matter
But walking alone at night
Did
Make me feel delicate
Engulfed in a white silence
I had the time

When I was a virgin
And my parents thought
They didn't tknow what to think
I was the antichrist for quite sometime

When drugs were around the corner
And in my stomach
And up my nose
And free for my impressionable mind
When I was the baby
And older kids liked me
When fighting took my money and my bed away
When anywhere was better than home

And the scars were beginnning to fade
And other people had them too
I laughed at life

And I would've run away with him if he had asked me to
When my hair was short
And I was ugly
But didnt know it

When whatever I was doing was enough
Forever
And the beer was always cold
And I used people for rides
When I would do anything to help

When my stockings were striped
And my face was bare
And I tried so hard to have a ponytail
And girls had boyfriends
When they weren't sluts
And I didn't want to let go

When she was covered in dog shit
When he kissed me
When I started listening to Pink Floyd
When everyone was family
And I was the towns little sister

When scheming was dreaming
And therapy wasn't working
And we rode bikes
And stole beer and strangers mail
When I looked around
And always saw a kind face

When heroin was king
And junkies were proud
And broke
And dropping like flies

And sunshine showered me
And the sky moved me
When everyday meant something

When Jim Morrison was you god
And I lied
And loved to talk
When I was bubbly
And a cheerleader
But never at the same time

When I sank deep into his blue oceans
And drowned in Vodka
And liked to sleep

When there was always the rest of the worl

Before I was old enough for him to love me
And intolerance made me cry
When the moon was after me
And I walked the mile
When kids thought I was an addict
And I was dirty
And hung with bums

When anything could happen

When there was no one to miss

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