Antisocial

This was inspired by a wedding I went to on the weekend

Alcohol is just like the loud locations with awful music I deeply dislike, they're just as bitter as those tequila shots that make me squint my eyes or that specific red wine I don't like, but they all bring the antisocial caterpillar in me out of its cocoon into the crowded place of all social butterflies.

Author's Note

I'm aware that it's not spaced out properly like a poem is supposed to be, I'm submitting this from my iPhone, I would appreciate it if you guys commented or corrected me, all opinions are considerated