Addicted To Poems Part Iii

This morning I woke up from bed With a paper and pen in my hand Then I started to write, I hope you'd get it right? I am addicted to poems I am addicted to puns I'm addicted, I get lost by my words Then get to cloud 9, slowly stroking my rhymes For me its so blissful and fun But, Some want me to be the son Some want me to suffer and die on a cross Some want my lyrics perfect and without a flaw Its sad I'm human, just like you all I'm just addicted and just want to rap Dear God, let not just the hands of my clock clap? Cas they'll call me crazy And I may be lazy And I may be weak and then quit my craft