it was lame to see me.
I drank for two weeks straight. The real sad part is that I
didn’t even notice. My mother had to point it out to me and
say something. I told myself that I’m just gonna go through
the week without a drop and then the weekend will be for me.
Then when I got ass deep in some unexpected debt it made me
want to open the drawer and pull out that j and b escape. Even
now I’m fighting myself from even the thought. I turned my
back on dealing with problems of my life, now it’s about time
the liquid courage take it self away and let me shine my way