Alcohol

"I woke up this morning late for class
So back under the covers went my lazy ass.
I woke again feeling more tired-
The feeling I least desired.
I climbed out of bed,
Felt a pounding in my head,
Knew my eyes were red.
Sharp pains in belly,
Breath so smelly.
Drool on cheeks,
Won't drink for weeks..."

And here I am with cold one in hand,
The can changes color don't you understand?!
Though in the morning I may feel crappy,
This golden liquid makes me happy.
Though later my liver may hurt,
Right now I want to flirt.
And about that pain...
..wait... what was I saying again??