Delusional

(A song to the tune of Poetic Tragedy by the Used)
Original Song

He does not have a problem, as they say
As far as he knows, he's just like any other teen
A bunch of advice, for him to ignore
Maybe he should run away, to where he can't be seen

An addict, he's panicked
He's so scared of losing his love
He gave ears to, no one
And all that he was is just delusional

So he tries to prove that he has not a problem
But he fails and downs a bottle of DXM

Then in fear of, treatment
he desperately begs his parents
"there's no point for, me to go there,
Please let me stay I'll make it up to you"

He feels ashamed
His life shattered, he's ashamed
He feels ashamed
I felt

Then on that, day he ran
And told his friends
Then he yelled, "WHY GOD? WHY ME?"

In fear of treatment
He desperately begs his parents
"There's no point for, me to go there,
Please let me stay I'll make it up to you"

-Ari Rabinowitz