Right now, my head is very clear;
And, no, I do not need a beer.
I just wish, on cigarettes, that I was less addicted;
It is a drug addiction with which I am inflicted.
But, I do not know if I'm smoking less;
Because, I do not feel depressed.
I am living in cleaner air;
But, now, for myself I need to care.
It doesn't help me when someone treats me like a kid;
On this fact, I need to put a lid.
Because, oh no; heaven forbid
I should mature, but that's what I did.
For, to be true to my fullfillment in life,
I cannot be Jacob's wife.
And being in a relationship holds me back;
And will end up giving me a heart attack.
I think that I can be a good person and be influential;
Because I think I have potential.
The only problem is that my strength comes in phases;
I often need to go into dazes.
For, I never get a real break from my own fear;
That's why, at times, I need a beer.
Addicted to chaos
a fantastic piece, we all need our cruches.. even tho we can walk perfectly fine without them but quite simply, we like having them there.
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.