this morning i felt messy,

this morning i felt strange,

i made my way through morning

my energy rearranged.

 

i then felt more alertness

i then felt sense of drive

if finally met my sugar req.,

at thirty-nine to five.

 

acknowledging addiction

in any shape or mask

is a never ending battle

am i up to task?

 

with reliance comes a comfort

of knowing how you’ll feel

even if its shitty,

you’d rather that than deal.

 

so i will face the awful truth

i’ll pretend i’m wise.

my friend we have a case of pretend

its alcohol disguised.

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