Bad Habits

I'm getting tired of this habit 

Can't take it gotta have it

The feeling is like magic but the ending oh so tragic 

Swerving in and out of traffic

Trying to find my way home 

Finally I get there and I feel all alone 

Frustration sets the tone for the words that I speak 

These feelings aren't unique 

Just another day of the week 

It's always been a struggle 

Everyday I hustle trying to build my mental muscle 

But through the constant tussle it's hard to think 

I feel my heart sink 

So I marry the paper to the ink 

Maybe I'll feel better later or maybe this pain is something much greater 

Lost in chaos I feel myself drowning 

Will I win this battle or will bad habits keep mounding