Why I Drank

I drank to be witty - and I became a boor.
I drank to relax - and I couldn't stop my hands from shaking.
I drank to feel good - and I suffered through sickening hangovers.
I drank to be happy - and it made me depressed.
I drank to be a good dancer - and it made me stagger.
I drank to be a good conversationalist - and I couldn't pronounce my words.
I drank to be sociable - and I became angry and resentful.
I drank to help my appetite - and I cheated my body of nutrition by not eating right.
I drank to be a good lover - and I couldn't perform.
I drank to show I was a man - and became a slobbering, bawling baby.
I drank to be popular - and lost all my friends.
I drank to enjoy life - and contemplated suicide.
I drank for camaraderie - and drove everyone away from me.
I drank to escape - and I built a prison for myself.
I drank to find peace - and I found hell.