loud music, karaoke,
barbecue on the balcony,
smirnoffs and local beers,
zoom in on me holding
the mic, trying to have
a good time.
watch as everyone
loses themselves or falls
apart, some into laughter,
others into tears. it's time
to leave and i'm wondering
why do boys only call me
pretty when they're drunk?
they wrap their arms around
me and whisper in my ear,
tell me i'm special when
i've never felt less. it's hard
to be believable with alcohol
on your breath. so i just fall
into bed, more alone than
exhausted.
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC
loud music, karaoke,
barbecue on the balcony,
smirnoffs and local beers,
zoom in on me holding
the mic, trying to have
a good time.
watch as everyone
loses themselves or falls
apart, some into laughter,
others into tears. it's time
to leave and i'm wondering
why do boys only call me
pretty when they're drunk?
they wrap their arms around
me and whisper in my ear,
tell me i'm special when
i've never felt less. it's hard
to be believable with alcohol
on your breath. so i just fall
into bed, more alone than
exhausted.
