Monday I relapse and then they are there again,
Sitting on my arm causing shame,
Monday goes by,
Then Tuesday,
Then Wednesday,
Theyre fading,
Thursday,
Friday,
Not so uptight that someone may see,
Saturday,
Sunday,
Faded enough that someone would believe an excuse,
Monday,
Tuesday,
Wednesday,
They have new friends,
I hate myself,
I promised myself I would stop,
Once a liar,
Always a liar,
But in my case its the same lie over and over,
Two years later,
Theyre still there.
