As it IS. A journal by Adwait D

As I smoke on my cannabis, I realize I'm on maximum brain damage,
And when I'm through the "Can of Bliss", my mind I cannot manage,
Cancer sticks got me hooked, and my hands shook,
the day we ran out of ciggy's that Stan took.

Every moment I'm awake I'm on a tight rope walking,
And every time I fall off, the voice inside me stops talking,
And a moment of defeat lingers on and I'm rattled,
And i get my daily dose of war coz addiction is an everyday battle.

How did it all start?, I'll tell you how,
Because I was all alone, and I could get no love,
And love is the answer they say, so why was I deprived,
It was so lonely, so now you know how I survived.

Happy people with perfect lives,
Beautiful people with plastic smiles,
getting what they wanted seemed so easy,
All they needed were borrowed lines,
And it all seemed so cheesy.

But I was wrong, coz "no tickey no laundry",
And when I can be me, then I can be free,
And the best you can do is to be you,
As I quote the greats, what I say is just not new.

So show me some love people, please help me change,
Give me another chance, pull me out of the dope game,
the wounds are fresh, and all I can see is red,
Should Quit while I'm ahead and not when I'm dead.