I think it started as a joke

I'm going to drink so much when I'm older

My twenty-first will be a mess

We'd talk about, laughing


But then she must've thought about it more

Started wondering if it would take the edge off

Thinking maybe it would numb her gnarly feelings

I don't laugh at it anymore


She once took bottle from my parent's fridge

Stared at it for a long time

I told her no

It took her awhile to put it back


I need a drink, she told me

When she was really upset

We're too young to be wasting our lives

On liquors instead of love