When life gets me down
I don’t know where to go
Who I belong to
Where I belong
Why I am here.
When everything
No matter how small
Gets me down.
When sometimes
I feel so small
So useless
So irrelevant
That I don’t even know
Who I am anymore.
I get so drunk
I don’t remember
Who I am
Or care
Where I belong.
It’s the bottle
Of forgetting
I’m always chasing.
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