Drunk

It’s that thing that you say
that you have always thought.
That thing that you feel
that can never be fought.

It’s turning plain water
into the greatest of wines
It’s turning lost hope
right into a sign.

It’s being yourself
and everyone staring
It’s looking at them
and not even caring.

It’s living a lie
but never being caught
it’s making the most
of a life that’s too short.

It’s falling head over heels
but not out of love
It’s you waking up forgetting
all of the above.

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