So many things can happen on a friday night
The love of your life
Coming out of a rabbit hole
While you scratch your thighs,
Like you're trying to get your skin off
An attempt to ground yourself
But reality slips through the crack
The guy that most recently stolen
Your miserable heart
Making the craziest proposal
You've ever heard
The baby inside you
Being completely covered
On caressing and kisses
All of it feels so weird
Sometimes I want to get, ahm
Just to relax
To let go of it all
So many things can happen on a friday night
A glass of white wine
A full pack of marlboro red
And the usual meal
Of your 14y self
She didn't have an option
But you do
You know more, you're a grown ass person now
So many things can happen on a friday night
To watch yourself yelling, masking
To a huge crowd
To notice another alien, tiny version
Staring at you and judging you,
For being someone different
Than who you truly are
But you don't even know how to be yourself
Psychotic breaks
What is it to be someone?
You enjoy poetry, and songs
Psychology,
And doing couple sessions
You remember that you're good at it
It's nice to have friends
But it's also nice to have boys
And to realize
How capable you are
Of noticing another human being
So many things can happen on a friday night
So many that you lose track of it
So many that saturday morning comes
And you still have no idea of where you are
Or were
What was the life you've been living
Was it all a lie?
So many things can happen
Beyond your control
That you cannot foresee
That you cannot reach
So many things indeed
And you cannot digest
You have such a tiny life
You're just a baby, girl
But you survived all of it
This is a miracle, don't you think?