All these people keep telling me what I need to do.
Last time I checked, last year I turned 22.
Therefore I'm grown.
The other day I realized who I was.
I decided not to drink that night.
I wanted to feel my calling.
I needed my ancestors to call me.
Instead I felt like an angel falling.
But I'm grown.
So I picked my ass up and went home.
Staring at naked walls with my feet touching the bare wood floor.
Many would say I'm grounded, but I'm higher than the door.
Should I take the opportunity?
A few hours later I was awaken with amnesia.
Turns out, I did drink.
I should've listened and took my ass right home.
Now, I don't know where my car is.
They told me not to drink alone.
