Sunday, December 6, 2015

outta this place


friday
you come home
you call friends
you go out
you get drunk 
really drunk
like a skunk
you pass out
on a stranger's couch
you wake up
you say ouch
my head hurts
and you mutter 
how did I get here
in a philosophical tone
how did I get here
I'm supposed to be at home
how did I get here 
I just want to be alone
get me outta this place


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