Y: Drink

Drink.
A simple question
Turns into a fight
Both misjude,
Both wrong
Both right.
Drunk.
I hate alcohol
I've seen what it can do.
It makes me hate me
It makes me hate you.
Drink.
They argue
They scream
I run and hide
It scares me to see this.
Drunk.
Crying alone
I hear them still.
Through curse, scream, fight and throw
I'm alone.
Mother and Father who argue so,
Drink did this.
They'll never learn
And I'll forever know.
Drink.