Poezja

Nothing's really going on in my head
It's empty and I feel like it's time for bed
No deeper thoughts to talk about
"Let's drink!" I hear someone saying loud
 
I toss and turn can't sleep it's dark
He yelled again "we're meeting in the park"
My eyes wide open no sleeping tonight
It's clear already this will be an alcohol fight
 
I never got out of bed so quickly before
My blood is thirsty urging for more
No reason to say "Let's drink to that!"
Cheers my friends; joy is what we get
 
We drink and party all night till dawn
Smoke cigarettes and kiss whoever comes along
Not once in the night I think of hangover
I'll welcome when I'll start feeling sober