The sound of loud music torturing your ear drums.
People dancing and laughing having the time of their lives.
Vodka on every table, broken glasses scatter the floor.
The hot smell of weed gives a musky outer through out the room.
People are having private time up stairs, no one seems to care.
They are happy to be living this life.
Happy to be young, wild, and free.
No one knows that the neighbors are trying to sleep.
All they do is turn the music louder.
People get on table, more dishes begin to break.
The pool is crowded, filled with half naked bodies.
Life is too short.
So why waist it?
