Genetically gifted,

Step above average

Attractive?

Somewhat, by societies standards

Slightly mentally damaged

From the drugs,

And the cigarettes will probably end in cancer

Seems to be the answer

Mom got it and fought it,

Yet I still can’t get up off it

Half pack a day got me coughing

Contemplate quitting often

Still craving, so they get bought up

Knowing either way the future holds a coffin

Still, raised better than that

Aware to the facts,

I just don’t give a crap

Addicted, I guess there’s no looking back

No matter how sick and twisted