Junkie Poem by james d nall,jr

Food, sex, electronics and music
I need 'em all, to keep me from being sick
My life revolves around personal satisfaction
Just my form of mental and physical distraction
Putting my problems on the so-called ' back-burner '
And ' Yeah ' you should know, I'm a quick learner
We're so much alike, your mind...it would blow
See, this is something that deep inside... you know
We each have our forms of personal addiction
Some so great, that others would swear its all fiction
But...when you look in the mirror, sometimes you see
That we're not so very different..you and me
The way we deal with our addictions may be varied
But still, to that monkey on our back, we'll always be married
Is there no cure? no easy solution to this?
Its gonna be with us till death, not a moment sooner
So, acceptance is the only viable recourse
Regardless of whats available to us as a resource
To worry about it, is a waste of time
Just as much, as my silly little rhyme
Though you'll vigorously disagree with me
Once you go through the questions and solutions...
You'll finally agree with me...