Sleepless Thoughts, a short poem by Ash

Sleep doesn't exist in a life like mine
Sleep when your dead, who gives a fuck about time
Take a hit, slow it down, living life out of line
Ask me how I feel, I'll say I'm doing just fine

But what the fuck is fine, when you party like me
Blurry like my troubles that these people don't see
When you're always fucked up, are you really ever free?
I don't really know, all I know is I'm me
I wanna be something, man what have I become
I can blame it on my life, blame it all on where I'm from
But these were all my choices, at least I think I remember some
can you really ever blame me for just having fun?