Love your poem. Im trying so hard to live and not just be alive. Its sooooo hard. Everyone said hello to me today. One person on the street even tried to get my number because I feel sooooo hot and it shows. I -almost gave it to them but I was sober still so my better judgment kicked in. Who the f am I? This seems to be the best but its so dangerous. Alcohol keeps me down for a while. But tries to kill me so fast i dont even care. H will be shocked at how drunk I am.when he comes home from work. Im glad I told him aheqd of time.