Drunk

Perhaps an act of rebellion, to defy whats right
to go against the hard facts of life
to release, to unwind, to lay off all your burdens

then you enter a stage of nirvana
where you ease your senses, forget your woes
the courage to speak to your mind, bounded by no restrictions
to unleash all your inner, pent up frustrations

but good times never last..
soon you regain your senses
one by one, the problems resurface themselves
strangles you ever harder.. on that original bruised spot you thought might have recovered just a while ago.

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..that's just how it is
not referring to anyone
feelin poetic =P