my dear friend .. jack.
alcaholic me?
but its just ..
no one cares too listen, but jack always does..
he doesnt argue with me, but thats because
good friends dont! no they just wont, and why?
because jack's a good guy .. and real .. for real
he knows what i feel .. and his thoughts arent reprehensible
or gives me any censure, but reacts sensible ..
a listening ear, taking away my fears ..
i can just let go of my tears.. being inside for all these years..
and it feels soo good ..
a friend backing me up no mather what kind of mood ..
..i am in
just sticking around like my tattoo forever on my skin forgetting my sins
and just see me as me ..
with the music down low and just the three of us being free..
but what is this? oops its almost empty .. dam i need too re-fill but it cant be spilled ..
so just chill, it wont happen..
because jack just wont allow it .. he doesnt like too spill shit!
but look at the time !! and i am feeling my eyes .. they getting so heavy
and now the music also gets chevy .. maybe i need my sleep
and dream about me being a black sheep .. outcasted and how i feel shame this deep.
so right now i just need too quit, im tired its over,
cause i was just letting yall know im not always sober..
but i am expressing myself without any thing to show ..
serious.. now its really time too go ..
so eh how do i spend those nights with my friends? .. its nothing too shock! ..
just me.. my ciggie's .. and my jack daniels on the rocks.
lol