Alcohol here,
Ecstasy there.
A one night thing,
Life without a care.
Hickeys in the alleyway,
Used condom in the doorway.
No strings attached,
Fuck me while it lasts.
I'm such a rebel,
Why am I doing this again?
I'm not blaming my parents,
Nor my fake friends.
Yes, I have problems.
This is my escape pod.
Forgetting reality for a night,
I need it a lot.
Don't you ever worry,
I won't throw my life.
I'm gonna go back,
And show them who's right.
I need to breathe,
I'm only human.
From all those expectations,
I need a one night stand.
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Brain, Soul, Life
PoetryI believe poetry comes from the brain; floating ideas that expresses certain topics and feelings that we want to share in an artistic way. I believe poetry comes from the soul; wether it's just a random thought, or a written piece of your life, deep...
