The Odd Night

On the lonely chair I sit, while my drunk friends stand,

I have just taken a hit, felt more like a fist than a hand,

The fire in me that was lit, is now gone similar to the sand,

All my friends can do is talk shit, making more noise than a band,

Feel like going into a fit, but it still all feels a way much rotund.

I decide to watch a game of ball, so as to calm my low esteem,

Am thinking 'To hell with this all', evil thoughts reign supreme,

Maybe if i get to see a goal, I'll get to blow off some of my steam,

Conclusion is to stay standing tall, my pride and ego I shall redeem. 

My thoughts race so far and wide, if only I could reverse time,

To no one I think I will ever confide, I could bet on it with a dime,

On the reality horse I shall ride, stare upon love like as if it were lime,

In my mind I will forever reside, let my heart out only with rhyme...

But all that I shall leave as the past, unto a better future I stare,

Getting stronger and better is amust, my life will become a funfare,

Unto mother nature I place my trust, will treat myself with more care,

When I finally return to earth's crust, I will say twas all good and fair.