Drinking alone, late night,
He told me they were going to be here,
I chose to take the night,
All around me are sad stories swirling,
Not uttered for my ears,
But for those attached to the ones speaking,
No one even noticing I am here,
My mind is game but my body's fading,
I'm old but still living,
The music's from when I was in hogh school,
Too shit for listening-
Wait, is that them?!
No, I guess they will text,
Maybe I will be here when they get here,
I just want to be wondering what's next.
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