I didn't commit a crime.
Saying no to the god of wine.
I swear to God, I'm speaking the truth,
when you antagonize the collapse of my emotional state, I miss my youth.
Since when did I give birth ?
Making the choice I do not see worth ?
You claim I'm just complaining,
now I know I'm not staying.
I wish I could just flee town,
better yet, just drown.