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.