A Friend on Drugs

Drugs an enemy to your soul,
It draws at your existing life,
You dreams become apparent,
But you have no soul,
What so apparent is it's not real,
A life of fantasy,
An existence that can only be surreal,
Drop that pill,
It goes a bit further,
Hatred inside becomes a fire,
Love your neighbour,
You a man that becomes a mouse,
You travel the world without knowing,
Reality is so much better.