by amanda Sep 7, 2006
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I tend to get into bad habits because this world is full of bad things. In my life I have to get into bad habits. My life is full of bad things. So this is what I do to escape. A pack a day to get me by. An ounce of weed to keep me high. Alcohol still numb my pain some things in life just never change. I don't know but I've been told you live this way you wont grow old. How addiction hits so quick these bad habits are hard to quit. I go through this everyday just to get by in life... |
Love the repition tin the begnning...nice job. |