the alcohol of life

this headache i feel
this wound i have
i drink alcohol and cheer to pain

it stings in my neck
when a smile is not as pure
promise has no meaning

my body is weak
is too tired to change
too tired to even try

so i stand here still
still hoping to be reckoned
to be a part of someone's life

it is done sincerely
when one is invisible
friendship hurts