I despise bad habits,
Need a solution to find.
I cannot change others’
I can only change mine.
Try to beat these things,
Take up a small arsenal.
I won’t reveal them all,
Because they are personal.
I wake up in the morning,
Feel regret all over,
There’s no aspirin for this,
The Bad Habit Hangover.
Feeling like a failure,
Myself, I despise.
Blew off the gym,
Avoided my exercise.
Left the dishes in the sink,
Said, “I’ll do them in a while.”
Then waited too long,
Now a crusty, large pile.
Should have folded the clothes,
Left sitting in the machine.
Do them all over again,
Get them fresh and clean.
Einstein knew,
The definition of crazy.
For me, get the same results,
If I continued to be lazy.
I got rid of my bad habits,
Seized the day, just grabbed it,
Freed myself from this regret,
I developed good habits.
I have a picture of Einstein,
On his face, a silly look.
Applied to me, his advice,
I love that picture they took.
I wondered about him,
This genius, we had.
Did Albert have any?
Any habits that were bad?
I guess even a genius,
Is just human with faults.
They said Albert chose never,
To wear any socks.
Most familiar about Einstein,
But, I’d never ask, never dare,
To tell him that he should have,
Combed his disheveled hair.
So, maybe not bad habits,
Just eccentric little quirks?
Just mannerisms of a genius,
Of ingenious great works.
So, were my bad habits,
Just me being bad at chores?
Don’t care, I kicked the habits,
I don’t do them anymore.