Closed mind and open doors
still hungover from the night before
whispers are heard from top to ground
look thats her turn around
I had to escape that place
all I wanted was to disguise my face
many questions ran through my mind
people were staring the entire time
what happened last night
what choices did I make
I wonder if they were all mistakes
bad choices lead to consequences
I asked around and heard we jumped fences
that party was crazy
I'm ready for the next one, maybe
This poem was inspired by my freshman year in college at the University of Nebraska at Lincoln partying during Husker games.