latency structured by repression

I grew up in family of atheists

Were alcohol was positively scarce

But the boys at school had stories

Of their drunken dads as kids

And they glorified the fun I wish I had

And my latency was structured by repression

I did drugs at just fourteen and never stopped

And I did it for the currency of manhood

Just to deconstruct it many years too late

Until you graduate you‘re not an alcoholic

Just a bon vivant with social ties that fade

All your friends that have a job

Need a glass to cope each night

Does your daily dose of weed make you feel sober?