I am an alcoholic,
It's part of who I am,
Addicted to fiery poison,
My destruction at my own hand.

Raise a glass,
Forget the past,
Forget your own **** name,

Fill your glass,
The time to stop's past,
It's time to forget the pain,

Empty that glass,
This bottle won't last,
But it'll numb the fear and the shame,

Hand on my glass,
Gone and away,
I mourn the day,
The Crown fell off the Royal.

You hurt me just like whiskey,
Your name burns my throat just the same,

I need you just like whiskey,
I'll trade them, pain for pain.

The sun's coming up,
And it's quiet outside,
And oh, I wish you were mine,

The crickets sing,
And the birds take wing,
As dawn chases out the night,

The clouds are painted,
The air is cool,
One star still shines, glittering white,

It's peaceful and perfect,
A moment lost to time,
And still you sit, in the forefront of my mind,

The sun's coming up,
And it's quiet outside,
And oh, I wish you were mine.

There's nothing like a sunset,
That sets the sky ablaze,
But it's only there for a moment,
That beautiful fiery haze,

The sun in its passing,
Sets fire to the sky,
But its beauty cannot last,
So it passes, by and by,

There are no two same sunsets,
Like there's no two same clouds in the sky,
So cherish every one of them,
Every sunset till you die,

Always see them with wonder,
With awe and open eyes,
Love each and every sunset,
That graces that western sky.

I wish you weren't afraid,
I wish you didn't have to be,
I wish the world were different,
Different so you could be free,

I wish that people were different,
More accepting, maybe,
That they were less narrow minded,
That  they could actually see,

You are so amazing,
So wonderful to me,
So good, and kind, and loving,
More than some people will ever be,

Who you love doesn't matter,
All that matters is that you love, really,
And you have so much love in your heart,
I wish that you were free.

The girlchild was born as usual,
But detested dolls that did *** ***,
Made music with her miniature GE stoves and irons,
And crushed her wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy,
Then, in the rabble of puberty, a classmate said,
"You have a great big nose, and fat legs."

She was healthy, tested intelligent,
Possessed strong arms and back,
abundant ****** drive and manual dexterity,
She ran to and fro, not caring,
Who saw a fat nose on thick legs,

She was advised to play coy,
exhorted to come on hearty,
exercise, diet, smile and wheedle,
But her strength refused to wear out,
Did not run out on her,
Like some men did,
Who only saw a fat nose on thick legs,

She refused satin in her casket,
She would have no undertaker paint her silly,
With her strong nose and thick legs,
Dressed ever as plainly,
'She was beautiful,' those who knew her said,
Those who did not, could not understand,
That she was no Barbie Doll,
But a woman with a happy end.