I’m certainly addicted

Addicted

It has me in its grip

blinded by claims of fame

promising me what I need

and there’s no letting go

while I’m in pain, I believe

what I do is okay and

I’ll fill my needs with my

wish to please but I shouldn’t become

greedy with my craving for admiration

from girls.eager to satisfy

without saying please

I don’t need drugs to work

but hope everything I need

to fill my needs will come my way

and never let go

until I discover stupid and getting

screwed go together

like a writer with dope

I suffer when my name appears

on the cover of a book and it brings

no fame no girls no money no acclaim

yet, I continue inscribing words and I know why

I’m addicted