One of These Days
One of these days, I’m going to say no. Of course, I've said that before, and it's hardly made a difference. Every time I consider it, my head says no, but my heart says yes. And I've always been about following your heart and your dreams. Not that this is a dream. But the way it feels, it could be. I haven't really done anything I'm very much ashamed of. Nothing earth shattering. Nothing I've really regretted. Well, mostly. A cigarette or two now or then. Alright, maybe a pack or two. It's a bit of a vicious cycle, really. I smoke, beat myself up about it, smoke some more to forget the guilt. But I will quit eventually, because you cant afford to forget your life by covering it in a haze of smoke. I'm going to say no, some day. But for now, I'm hooked. One of these days, I'm going to say no. All those talks in the mirror, all those mental monologues and journal entries; I will say them aloud eventually. One day, he'll ask me to help hi...