Mistakes Teach Lessons Pt.2

Everyday I regret the nicotine that I inhale,

I've tried to pray- but the thing is "I'm already in hell."

Going to sleep is a pet peeve, with a consequence of bloody snot when I sneeze.

Smoking weed was relaxing, 

although I can't even afford a sweet.

Fun nights with corona and lime, 

although alcohol is a 'Necessity' - therefore I 'Need' control of my mind.



This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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