As my eyes slowly open,
I can't remember what i did last night,
I'm in a blur,
And i gotta set things right.
Coffee is the remedy,
Being hungover is the tragedy,
And walking straight seems to be my enemy.
What did i do?
How much did i drink?
Why am i asking these questions,
When i can barely think?
I promise i won't repeat this again,
I can't stand this delirium,
I need to go back to sleep,
My head is in complete pandemonium.
-Jasmine Barlas
