This takes place at group recreation, a developed insane fixation
The kid at the party, you think's gone but not hardly, is observing your drunk animation.
The person could start with a match, of pong or a spliffy at that
But as they grow faded, subconscious belated, we sit back and open the hatch.
The mornings to follow are rotten, the conversations produced are forgotten
But please just remember, the typical gender would not be in the battles he fought in.
Thats why in the scene of play, they listen and hear what you say
For too many cases, end up with sad faces, once the team mate goes down in dismay.
Intuition of what they have planned goes further than notice at hand
As soon as you feel it, you know they’ve concealed it, to prevent the actions you can.
Im comforted by the wild, adrenaline constructs my quick smile,
So just like the party, I'll admit I was tardy, but life as I feel it is child.
And next time your out with the sum, of people with goals to get numb
Give this a try, and spy with your eye, see more than their notion of fun