clonazapam sundown, I'm too high to believe,
Adriana you'll always be the girl of my dreams,
plain, natural beauty is what I crave,
beauty in a blue bag made me a slave,
but I'm back on the wagon, back from the grave,
understand I'm here to belong, not here to preach,
12 steps I need but thats too far to reach
I need something closer, someone to hold,
only God and I know I'll never be old,
I just need a reason, to wake up when it's boring,
something to pine for in the tye-dye morning,
god granted me serenity, but didn't count on infinity,
I wish I could overdose, for an eternity...

as the program goes-one day at a time

haha, I don't mess with the program anymore...or the "beauty in a blue bag" for that matter. I wrote that years ago but I just found a notebook and it was in there so I put it up here...