Addiction sneaks in like an unwanted guest,
“Just one more,” it says, while I fail the test.
My snacks disappear, my shows pile high,
My phone rings a lot—do I even reply?

I swear I’ll quit… tomorrow, maybe tonight,
But it giggles and hides just out of sight.
It’s coffee at dawn, it’s scrolling till two,
It laughs at the promises I never keep true.
A messy old friend, both bitter and sweet,
Addiction’s the guest who won’t take defeat.