Trade

Серафима Пронина
I'm in another state of mind-
I'm looking through an empty glass.
You never know what you may find
In days that simply burn and pass.

Don't want to carry any hope,
Don't need to listen to the noise...
Another sip or two of dope:
It's not a sin, it's just a choice.

Bright-blue temptation. Here again.
What lays beneath familiar words?
This time they won't be spent in vain.
This time it won't get any worse.

Enough. You know me. This is fair.
I hate the habits... But I'm caught.
I'm free...I could be anywhere.
It's not the truth. It's just a thought.

Erase it? I don't wanna play.
I'd better stay here on the edge.
This is a rule of every trade.
You are the text on my new page.