Drunk
I'm done, found out Who I Was twenty years ago
Yo, I'm not even nineteen years old
Love, what a joke, but at some point you have to be bold
Why am I so alone, yet without woe?
Up late getting drunk
Thanks a ton
I'm out here in the rain getting soaked, girl we're done
A lot of dumb things have been said, but I'm not the one drunk, nor am I acting like a punk
p.s. lines 1, 3, and 4 in the first stanza have variations of my first 5 poems posted on PS. Lines 2 and 4 in the second stanza are 2 other variations.
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