Sometimes I smoke to have fun, to appreciate nature and enjoy the sun.
Sometimes I smoke to decrease stress, after a challenging day, I rarely feel my best.
Sometimes I smoke to deal with my anger, losing my temper, I'm not such a stranger.
Sometimes I just smoke to smoke, it helps me deal with the lack of luxuries that comes with being broke.
But if I were to be truthful, not stubborn and rueful.
I enjoy the taste, the smell, the high. It really helps me cope with dopes and get by.
Some call it self medication, but I find it helps more than meditation.
I just really wish it wasn't considered a crime, because if I was high I would formulate a better rhyme.
However this job I want demands it, I'd hate to jeopardize it and be reprimanded.
But God dammit I just wanna smoke, wanna cough, choke and toke.
I feel like I'm going out of my fucking mind, drinking too much beer to replace the kind.
Wasting time should be considered a worse crime, than simply sitting here enlightening my mind.
One last thing that I wanna make clear, a productive member of society shouldn't have to fear.
When enjoying a plant can ruin your life, when there's so many out there that drink and beat their wife.
Can we just end the segregation, of those who choose a different stimulation.
The discrimination of a different predilections will be the undoing of our future generations.
I'll end my rambling here, I've finished my manic cleaning and now it's time for another beer.
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