Sorry for being militant on text.
Saying not to tell Freds cousin
And our other pal anything.
I liked you. But Getting vodka
Poured over my head
Evidently meant that
Someone thought I
Was stepping on their turf.
That's how I felt.
So I was upset
When I texted and I
I wasn't too nice.
I could be a b^tch.
To guys when younger.
I would forget that
Males had feelings too.
I wasn't treated too kindly
From opposites sex
Growing up, I have to say.
So I am Sorry S.

We stopped in by my work.
When we were up to the eyeballs.
That was a sh^tty thing to do to me.
You were at wal-mart so
We would never have went
In by your work.
It was a deliberate ploy
To try and show me up.
Why do teenagers drink
On the streets when
They have to go squat
To pee somewhere.
That wasn't the
Reason I never drunk
When with pals.
It was just me
Being funny at the hall.

I wanted to make
A future for myself.
If these were my friends
I wouldn't miss my home town.
My family, friends and team mates.
Somedays I just thought
I don't care if I ever
See ANY of them again.