Surrounded by empty cans
3 A.M. I drove wasted

I flipped my car (too drunk to realize this) I called my friend
I told her my car would start but would not move
She said leave it there and walk

Looked in the mirror my face was bleeding
Walking I passed out

Woke up in the hospital
Confused at where I was
I went into insanity

Twenty people containing me, holding me down

It felt like something from a commercial
Fake, set up
I felt like I didn’t exist

I disappointed my parents

I’m tired, soul drifted
Empty like one of the many cans on that floor
Drained,