Party in my Head
It’s so nice that it’s free.
To enter this state, there is no fee.
As my drool and sweat.
Feels like swimming where I can forget.
Where reality ends and the party begins.
In my room, I can hide my sins.
Then the morning-
Causes my mourning.
Because I must come down.
The steps that make me frown.
From my little bedroom that felt so fun.
I am back on the run.
Just don’t tell anyone.
In my head, I hear boisterous thunder.
Don’t tell them, or they will wonder.
How I can have a party in the quiet.
Maybe they should try it!
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2021
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