Not Fixed

Driving in silence as she gets herself drunk in the passenger seat of my car.
I can't say im shocked, I almost saw this comeing. This is the sort of thing she likes to put me through.
Am I that boering? I guess that bottle has more to offer than I do. I guess it would be best to pretend this isnt happening.
Maybe if I ignore it, it'll just go away.
Maybe I can take this, for just another day.
When things like this happen, I can't find the words to say.
All my little problems seem to want to stay.
Complaining seems to be the only thing im good at so im going to keep on.
I don't have any good answers and I never have.
No attempt to fix whats been broken for a while now. And it's only going to get worse if i dont try to fix it.
Maybe I'm not trying hard enough.
I can't expect her to do this on her own.
She can't expect it of me either.