Girls Night?
I’m locked up at home, all lonely and sad,
I feel like a small, punished child who’s been bad.
All of my ‘friends’ say they’ve got things to do,
But all I can think of is ‘what?’ and ‘with who?’
They don’t understand that I feel so alone,
I feel I should find me, a man of my own.
My sister’s gone out to get drunk with her girls,
(They’ve spent several hours doing make-up and curls.)
But I don’t see the point getting wasted on booze,
There’s nothing to gain, but your whole life to lose.
She’ll never remember the things that she’s done,
And say ‘It doesn’t matter...I’m sure it was fun!’
She often comes home late, and almost brain-dead,
Like all of her friends, she’s ‘out of her head.’
She’ll say ‘It was great...We had such a good time!’
Is staying at home, such a bad crime?
