Why Is Under Age Drinking Dangerous

There are days

There days like that,
more
I want to scream at the world figure
as I miss our presences. When the moon

falls asleep on our bed
And the smiles disappear with a simple click
When rolled bead on our foreheads
And our bodies writhe in cold
When our souls fart a checkmark
And our brains' s When ankylosis
jetlag shorten our emotions
And they gagged all our joys.

There are moments like that,
much stronger I want to scream