Compulsive strategies, I am weak.
Mathematical lies, do my stories add up?
Another added ingredient to my addictive personality,
subtract the fact that its all a terrible disease.
I'm always late to the class that gives me strength.
Give me time to heal, don't know the length.
The rule to sobriety seems cruel,
the measurements dont seem to mix.
I have found nothing but the mass of destruction,
can't round off the reasons why I crave a fix.