When I'm High

I don't remember looking up to him, 
but I remember him looking down.
I don't remember the gleam in his eyes when I did something right, 
but I remember all of his condescending words.
I don't remember him being there, I remember him always gone.
I don't remember ever coming first, 
but I remember all those you came before me.
I don't remember his strong embrace, 
but I remember his striking hand.
I don't remember how it began, but I know it works to ease this pain.
When a little wasn't enough I just added more.
I used to forget.
I used to be free.
I used in hope you would notice me.
But now I use to be anyone I wanna be.
Up this high nothing can touch me.
So I use just a little more to numb my pain until I can't feel anything.
And when I start feeling low I use even more.
I don't remember being sober and I'm too afraid to try.
I don't remember anything when I'm up this high.
And I like it this way.

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