My own worst enemy

by Laura   Jan 2, 2007


I'm addicted.
I can't get free.
I want it.
I need it.
But I hate it.

When I need to study,
to secure my future, my dreams,
the hope of a better life;
I can't concentrate.
The thoughts haunt me.
My time disappears.

I am in a warped world.
I am my own worst enemy.

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