Waking panic soon drifts out, I inhale the teapots Spout My shit impending doom, impending blaze dazed and con- Fused Into my seat retreat, from fears and procrastinate Bubbling up inside, find a way to calm my Mind Is set on dark, roll and blaze, make me happy staring straight Dazed for days I return to sober states, just to face my comeuppance All my failures in abundance Lazy oaf lazily blames a substance Asif my pain makes this my reluctant indulgence I am full of shit is my first utterance