I dont think anyone understand...

I made a vow,
that I shall know my limits on alcohol...

I hate that feeling of being drunk, that intensive feeling of vomiting...

I had enough...

I kept having that hope,
I should stop having that...

Your words,
Your feelings,
I had already knew it,
but why I kept falling in...
I had enough...

I guess my life was screwed up,
and I have to get them right...

I have to learn to fight back,
or simply just learn to leave things that doesn't belongs to me...