Day in day out
my troubles comes
my troubles go
just like the wind blows
i seem to manufacture
my own misery
alcohol and drugs has
beaten my body down
my body can’t seem
to recover overnight
yet i won’t ever give
it a break
my problems won’t
seem to vanish in
a twinkling of an eye
it is remarkable how
my twisted thinking is
i wake up and pop a top
and jump on the train again
will i ever win?