I find myself debating with myself,
I have very little money,
And I am trying to find reasons to spend it,
She's asked for some,
Although I wanted her to so I can gleefully tell her I don't have it,
I find no thrill in telling her so,
The fact I'll say it from a point of lack
Robs me that thrill
were I in the proximity of a liquor den,
I'd have had a cheap one
And forgot my existence
for a while