Todays this so-called big day.
I haven't slept,
and I started my day being a drunken mess.
Rehersal went well.
As the countdown decreased, so did the rum.
I was still nervous as you can tell.
I was all dolled up, ready to strut.
Perfectly straight hair, and blood shot eyes.
The lack of sleep made me a nuisance, questions began to rise.
All I can do is deny, all I could do is lie.
I had a blast, I felt so strange.
It had nothing to do with the drugs, nor the rum.
It was me, this step, my life was starting to change.
