My life is so low.
Nobody has a clue.
Troubles stays and never go.
Thats why I drink a few.
My words start to slur.
Things start to double.
Emotions then accure.
Thats when theres trouble.
I beggin to loose my mind.
I give more affection.
Every boy is one of a kind.
I don't meet proper expection.
I whisper words in their ears.
Boys start to smile and grin.
Nothing seems to be to clear.
Alcohol will always win.
Although guys don't like sober,
They loive a girl drunk.
I need a four leaf clover.
In beer my heart has sunk.
I lean on that taller guy.
I strumble drunk on him.
An alcoholic shouldn't try.
Which one is that guy Tim.
Although I know beer is bad,
I love to drink always.
I get a buzz and I'm glad.
It helps pass long days.
Mom wants me to stop.
Dad doesn't care.
Beer and whine beats pop.
Get real cause life isn't fair.
So pop that old cap,
And drink all you got.
Lay that six pack on my lap,
Cause I drink a lot.
Please tell me what you think
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this is a really good poem, i really like the flow to it
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lexi thats a really good poem.. luvs it..
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Thanks for reading my poem Ill read yours
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wow I really enjoyed ths poem and I liked how I could relate 2 this and Luv the topic
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