MY REFLECTION
When I drink they say I`m cold
just three drinks and then I`m bold
I see a guy to me he`s fine
I`ll have another glass of wine
After four I just dont care
I stagger fall and then I swear
They help me up but I just fight
now aren`t I just a pitiful sight
I`m a lady cant you see
the last drink took my dignity
They point they laugh and shake their head
at something stupid I had said
I try to speak but it`s only slurred
not understanding a single word
I`ve shown my butt I do believe
they`ve had enough and so they leave
I look into my glass and see
those bloodshot eyes belong to me
I start to cry God what have I done
as I hold this glass of my reflection
Angellynn
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