Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Party to (not) Remember

I went to a party
it was really grand.
My best friend gave me the beer
he was holding in his hand.
I talked to my friends
feeling tipsy at this point.
They sad that it was time for fun
and handed me joint.
I started to feel real funny
so he handed me a drink.
I was outta this world
so I didn't stop and think.
I guess I had a good time.
I don't remember much more.
All I know is that I got really tired
and passed out on the floor.

They put me in his car
for him to bring me home.
Not a good idea.
Couldn't function on my own.
So here I am 9 months later
with a baby of my own
because my friend raped me that night
before he brought me home.

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