Hola my friend! A professor taught me "When you do a mistake more than thrice, it is your CHOICE... It ain't fate anymore that controls, but YOU that is in control". Well, guess what, here's a poem after committing the same crime again... Eye bags grow rich Day by day, Mind starts to glitch Out of bay, Hands turn soar Twerking loose, Legs tumble more As if choose, Did the line cross Or is it me? Paying a loss That never meant to be. Whatsoever, it's design I walk alongside, I struggle at times— "I don't mind", Cause I don't hesitate, When she rules me. Keep yourself under control, pal. Otherwise you're gonna end up multitasking and loosing your sleep. Think thrice, always:) Happy reading! Adios:)