My addiction has no know cure in sight
I don't need to take a pill
It sometimes keeps me up at  night
I sometimes feel week in my knees
Other times I weep
Other times I am happy
  No doctor can help me
  The truth is I  am not ill
   I would rather sit with a pen and quill and write
   I would rather read your rhymes
   I would rather have everything go still
   and spill out my emotions for you all to read
   I will keep this one addiction It don't take my money just my time