Alone I sit in silence
Watching people walk by
I sip my beer and enjoy the cool breeze
I listen to this older guy do his drunk dialing
I let out a chuckle because he is drunk as hell
I stop drinking my beer because I don't want to be like that
A few more sips and I'm right there with him
Will that be me in twenty years...
I hope not. Lord please no. I feel this overwhelming sadness for him.
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