As we were drinking our sorrows away in this rundown bar I ask why did it turn out like this. I wonder where did it all go wrong was it our own fault or society's. Who cares who's fault it doesn't matter now. Now we're stuck in this abyss with no way out. Everyone has either become disappointed with us like the rest of the world or only wants to take advantage of our vulnerabilities.
Perhaps we should have token their hand when they reached out us, maybe then we wouldn't in this position right now. Sitting in a bar way below health code in the slums of Boston, New York with insects and rodents every except our own bodies. ...Scratch that a rat just tried to crawl up my jeans. We used to be at the top of the world now we're the lowest of the low. Perhaps, your wondering why I'm monologuing my life story to you and on top of that being depressive about it. Well if you stay a while I assure you it gets more interesting. So get a drink from the bar and sit back while I tell you the story of how me and my brother ruined our lives.
YOU ARE READING
𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯s
FantasyIf you asked us if we regretted we'd say yes. But, if we had the chance to do it all again would we change a thing...Hell No.
