A Friday night and I sit alone in my basement.
alone with a bottle of jack.
I always reminisce on the things I used to love,
the social skills I used to acquire
and wonder what the **** happened.
I went from friends with everyone to having myself.
I  only really had  people to distract me from this feeling.
Well right now i'm lonely and need a distraction
because I've pushed away every thing that was both good and bad for me.
I know I'm supposed to be strong and come to terms with loneliness.
but lately it's been eating me alive.
so here's a shot for myself;
and another shot for this bottle.  
I'm just gonna drink it till i'm empty because right now I have no one left.