my chemical use, led to creativity, sobriety

mostly the things i've seen, and places i've been
as a kid, i sat on the bedroom floor, all day, playing-with-legos
and all these egos, all these fakes, all these heartaches
and what about hitting the bedroom floor as an adult
the dandy warhols sing it, ain't seen nothing till you hit rock bottom
these days i'm sober all the time (except for an occassional caffeine tablett) and isn't that great
empty of hate,
for the most part, especially when i listen to phish
do the dish-es
and a man needs a man - neil young sings
and the best is to come - is that what you all the time promise dear dear spirit?
no, i told, i, thought, this  or that , thanks for an occassionl drudged self-therapy
and we don't get amused, about your shifting?, narrative voice, and
I told him, it was his choice!
if you don't believe in yourself,
and oscar wilde proclaimed, i don't think it is fair...
when asked if he would have kissed the choir boy, if, he, WAS, pretty
and petty theft of internet information
or where did i get that
as phish are getting  l o o s e  i can't remember
and i seem to choose, my personality with each second
and psych. doesn't like that, self-acualization times ten
swedish european football team, do it over-again!
britney has inflated self-esteem
I'm a child of divorce give me a break
no I really am humble, and proud, but not overly proud?  you know what i mean?