To be whole

A poem about being drunk and partying and the fame that goes with it.


1. It took control

I surrounded myself with crazy, out of control people
and I joined them
I wanted to feel whole
I drank, and I kept going
it made people like me
they wanted me
I was different
I was fun
I was careless
I loved everyone because they loved me
They gave me attention I never had
I wanted to kiss them all
because it made me feel special
it all made me happy;
those few hours, until;
the music stopped, the dancing stopped
and once again, I was alone



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