And the beer i had for breakfast was a bottle of the light and i tried to get up but the sun was to bright and the shit i had for lunch was a rum and coke and i drank so many glasses that i barely spoke and the shit i had for dinner was a box of cheap red wine and i drank so much that i wasted my time and i fell down on the floor and my car went left and my body went right and i tried to hold on for my god damn dear life and my friend suggested that i was already dead but i would have been believed it except this pain in my head and i left the part got into my car just me myself my friend and his guitar and we fell dead on the floor cause hanging with friends the closest of close isn't as good as the safety of home when you're dead theres no one else around just you yourself and the cold hard ground when you go and i swear i saw my mother speak i haven't seen her in weeks i swear i saw my fathers reflection so calm cool and collected i haven't heard my sister in days and i hope that she is okay wish i knew