The man who says “I don’t drink, well maybe once a week”

How many days do you pretend, that once a week becomes entangled in all the days.

Drinking has got you, its become who you are, cant you see your letting it be, it defines, it shapes you, it moulds you, it told you, Your fine don’t worry pretend you don’t need me, no one will know, how you cling to me.

I am your friend, I soothe I help you, I’m the one who helps you sleep? I’m the one who helps you cheat, deplete, and repeat, I’m the one who changes your outlook?

Am I not the one two three, lost count of you, the one who gives you a family a community? 

Aren’t I the one who helps pretend its once a week.

Remember you don’t need me, I just help you along, 

I’m your friend, not your enemy.

Oh how the children see the man who’s just Not free.