Drink me
Inhale me
Taste me
Use me

Yelled the fine things
Through my drunken haze
I brushed off reality
Like a bitter taste of wine

Funny looks
Concerned gazes
Puzzled stares
Hidden critics

I give you the finger
My eyes blinking blearily
I count the time
As it continues to run

Before
Today,
After
Tomorrow

The fun is never ending
Thank you, brain
Goodbye, conscience
For I love being high
With no regrets to forget the pain