replacement friends are real
and I'm the villain here.
I'm sitting in the corner,
watching as green bottles litter the room.

this was exactly what I was expecting.

this is either earned or spent
wrong or right
but I maybe I don't care anymore

and there's many years to come
for consequence to follow karma.

I'm enjoying. 
what might be pain ignored
and lines crossed
morals damaged.

and if it isn't right
I know to lie to myself

the night is never over.

and life just hasn't begun yet.