As i look at me, and i am thinking of how the next two hours will be.
Of how the party will spoil my health,
of how my liver will have to work hard to detoxify this toxic liquid out of me
and only that i went for it, i bought it
because i feel less sorry about my health
because the anger she caused when she left is more toxic than the bottle
because as i look at myself i don’t see me
i can not recognize what i see
but its not me!
i used to be ambitious……..remember?
but what i see has no ambition!
the bottle broke it!
i need it to break!
somebody smash it against the wall!
its my will but i still have no will tokill it!
it has to be broken but by who?
this circle is recurring. somebody change it
me? not me! but it has to be me!
why?…wait a minute..does it have to be me?
looking at me in the mirror
(question mark, question mark???? right left and center question marks???)
question marks all over my face???
why? but why? why but? no not butt! but…. why?
i look at me more!
i smile…. ha! i am a guy!
the same guy! me!ha!
imagine i was lost but now i am back
back to my sensess
back to reality
and back to the world of stress!
yes! i am back! somebody switch the music!
i dance! i chat! i breath in ..i breath out
Damn! i am back!
its me and i am ready for action!
i damn know it and yes! its me …its me again!
i feel so free to make my own decisions!
yes i do!!
alcohol take less than 1% of my dream and i will spank you right there
in those bootylicious buttocks! spank!!
yes i am back to the world where i think!
the place where i reason
the state where i take things seriously and i am taken like wise!
huh! its a joke!
i am never serious
but i am back! being sober feels free!
the world is mine to take…head on!
i am back and as i look at myself, i feel so sorry at me that i was lost
that i was gone! but sorry never helps!
i feel proud to be back!!
as i look at myself!
i am back!