Drinking
and thinking
while I sit
and deal with the
fact that I am not
where I want to be tonight
Feeling
and wishing
that you would come
find me waiting here alone
And change absolutely everything here now
But
I know
what I want
and what actually is
could be the same thing
If I relied on me instead
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