A day of work.
A day of meeting.
Another day of socialising.
Another day of networking.

Then a bottle of wine,
and a match in the pub.
I wished i was drunk.
But now i am sober.

And tomorrow is yet another day.

Friends

I think need friends.
But what are friends for?

Others

I realised I care too much.
I care too much about how others look at me.
How others will think of me.

I hate this feeling.

Fall
Fell
Fallen

Down.