at the
  very bottom
of a pint,
   there are
indeed answers.

at the
  very bottom
of the next pint,
   there is
no longer a need
   for answers.

i seem to
  prefer the
unreality of
   reality.

because reality
  is just
miserable
     reality.

look
  realistically
at all of
  the people you
around you.

the reality
   of their
selfishness
   like i do.

Ha!
  it would
make you
  miserable too.

i fight,
    EVERY DAY
i literally fight
to understand
   the shadiness
of the people
   i am forced to
share my
   reality with.

the pints
   at least....
help me,

   to forget.