Insomnia
I love to drink coffee
And smoke cigarettes.
Deep into the night
Without fear or regret
I'll sip and I'll puff
And I'll try to forget
All those times I felt guilty for hours I spent
Drinking my java and smoking the rent.
'Course I'm not condoning a life
Lived like mine
Ignoring all instincts, enjoying all wine
But I'll go down fighting before I will say
That nights are for sleeping
And coffee's for day
And I know tobacco's a curse, aint it true?
But it’s my health I'm wrecking,
It’s me
It aint you.
Copyright © Laura Dodd | Year Posted 2015
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