In tact, I've fallen from the new year

Drunk and high and pulling at my new hair

I know my friends are somewhere waiting

I took a handful of bad decisions

Now I've got a head full of conversations I hope my friends are in the same boat.

Countdown to a high school reunion

Five years, six years, and what have I done?

There are kids running around the gym.

Is it safe to think about existing

To ask the conversation if it missed me

That's when a kid kicked me in the shin.

But it's okay

I think it's temporary.