Peach vodka mixed with the cherry gatorade
Not dumb, but tonight I'll go stupid anyway
Keep my head straight on my shoulders
Even when faded, of course when sober
I could act like I don't give a sh**
About how I look and how I act
That'd be a fib though, no time for lies
So I want tonight to be the time of my life
Being aloof isn't an accomplishment
Unknotting my brain, less convoluted
Liver polluted, the porcelain god saluted
Stomach projectile, human hadooken
That's my body saying "damnit, chill!"
Remember when you weren't of age
You wouldn't be caught with a drink in hand
Baby blockers in my bag just in case
I used to be embarra**ed to carry them
I felt kind of demonized and stigmatized
Back when my cla**mate wrote me that note
Asking if I was d.t.f. i was shocked
Like what the f, dumb look
Like what the heck
A rough time policing my thoughts
But realized it's okay and it's cool
For me being a s**ual being
I wasn't sure what was going on in reality
But I needed help finding this sense of self
But I think I was scared of my own s**uality
Pleasure for the sake of pleasure felt wrong
When it was okay with communication all along
All this is kind of an "ah ha!" moment
Better late than never