Can't remember what happened last night,
but I'm sure I left my purse as well as dignity there.
More money that sense really,
Drinking it away with my alcohol.
Like it wouldn't finish.
Talking to strangers,
Hitting one, waking up next to another.
Getting throw out of a bar into the rain.
People looking and staring; Judging ,
by their looks. There actions.
People throwing coins at me,
like a charity case.
I guess that's where I lost my dignity.
Sitting in a gutter.
Runnig wild; an out of control youth.
Shouting and cursing but to no one.
Getting arrested, getting released.
walking home in the dark.
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