Its already 2:00AM

                                          

Its 2:00 Am

Its two am and this is how I feel,
Dizzy, after getting wasted last night,
Trying to forget every promise you ever made,
Chocked up, from your words,
Lies and beliefs
Addicted, to the drugs you gave
To love you with every piece of I
Without noticing,
Drowning in with you so slowly,

Its three am and this is how I feel,
Ashamed, after falling in love with you,
Since you,  stopped loving me,
Ashamed, that I didn't realize it
Much sooner
Ashamed, that I gave you a chance,
Without asking my soul to,

Its three am adding at least 20 extra minutes
And this is how I feel,
Tired, from crying,
Tired, from dialing your number,
and quickly hanging up
Tired, from checking our pictures,
On the camera roll,


Its three and half Am and this is how I feel,
Ache and pressured around my neck
Since we broke up on my birthday,
Ache, because you shouted at my face,
So loudly that I began to eat myself up.

Its four Am and this is how I feel,
Bitter not better, for having too much of tequila
Trying to get over you,
Bitter, from tasting your lips on mine
Bitter, because I am wasted
Alone in the balcony

Its Five am and this is how I feel,
Not good, but I will move my body,
Wash up my pale face,
Getting ready for work,
Like nothing happened,

Not good, But I will push anxiety away
Wear a smiling mask,
My high heels and make up on
and move on,

Its Six AM and this how I feel,
Wasted as fuck, not good enough
Strong, powerful and super
Pale, beautiful, confident and nervous
I feel like a human, who feels too much
But strong enough,

Its seven Am and this is how I feel,
POWERFUL!