Why do I have to get blamed and judged guilty?
Whereas I can't talk nor control a person
Why do I have to be an excuse for people's wrong actions?
I am just a refresher
Sadness remover
Addictive like a drug
Secrete weapon to fun
I get abused yet I get accused or blamed
Though I wash away stress,
Misconduct, Blur vision arises under my influence
In most cases fun-quake explodes during my presence
Hangover is what I give birth to
One drink is equals to many as I smoothly massage sorrows or stress to go away
Am I a bad person or not?
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