What am i doing here ?

It’s a Saturday night or Sunday

Not very sure

There these Stout bottles around me

In the distance people are grooving hard

Two hours ago I was trying to put my self together

In an effort not to have scratches on the old man’s pick-up truck

The loner i am, i had no one to call

I decided not drive

Messed up me values life at least

I don’t seem to remember where have come from

Very sure i don’t know where i will end up

Maybe am not alone

That is what i tell me to move along