I always wonder how smoking feels like?
Though I took a puff off my daddy's cigarette before, the memory is still rather vague.
Just like smoking, you feel good when you got hook and took a puff every morning and night...
Your head just starts to feel blur and letagic without it... even you know its not right and its simply bad for your lung...
But somehow the attraction is there and you can't help it but take a puff...
I guess, I have to admit. I am hopelessly addicted... ... Not to cigarette...
No matter how I try to resist and escape... ...
In times of sadness and happiness, I'll rely on 'it'
Though I understand completely of its side effects... ...
Somehow I'm prepared for the worst
Cause I am hopelessly addicted to 'it'
But I'll still try my best to quit off the habit...