weakness.

i don't want to be weak.

using alcohol as an escape.

a stress reliever, an excuse

to act a certain way or do certain things.

i don't want to be weak.

by calling other people out by drinking.

it's their own choice, their own decision.

although i know it's not good for them,

i'm not going to tell them how to live their life.

and in return, i'd ask them not to tell me how to live mine.

i don't want to be weak.

i want know what i'm doing at all times,

be aware of a cute boy hitting on me,

or a perverted old guy giving me those eyes.

and i want to be able to tell the difference.

i don't want to be weak.

and tell people that i love that i'm better than them.

or that they are better than me.

i don't want to be weak.

so weak that i jump off a cliff just because

everyone else is doing it.

just because they are funny and happy when they drink

doesn't mean i will be.

i don't want to be weak.

and disappoint people that i look up to.

i want to look up to people with a smile

and not look down into a toilet while they help me.

i don't want to be weak.

i want to be strong.

alcohol is for the weak

hearted

spirited

and bodied.

do you want to be weak?