Pour me a glass
of that happiness
everyone seems drunk on.
Give me a shot
of the joy
everyone seems to be intoxicated with.
Let me stumble through the streets
shouting to the sleepy neighborhoods
about how much I love life.
Grant me the freedom to grin madly
at every passerby
who dares to question my dreams.
Allow me to laugh without care
even if I’m sitting in this dark bar
surrounded by even darker people.
Give me the unabashed courage
to taste the rosy lips
of that boy I’ve had my eye on.
I’m tired of sitting around
I’m tired of my sobriety
being the reason why
I’m too afraid to take chances.