My first party I went was when I was fifteen,

I'm sharing my experience being a clueless teen.

I'm your typical nerd, who's rarely been noticed and seen,

then two popular girls who are nice made friends with me

and everyone knew me ever since.

My friends love partying,

but I'm more into studying.

They asked me to come,

and relax, which I needed to have some.

I gave in and went with them,

to the place I shouldn't have went.

Now I'm just here, sitting on the ground,

with my low self esteem and feeling down.

I'm an introvert with trust issues,

hate to admit but I'm a goody two shoes.

A scaredy-cat who daren't go on stage,

now I'm avoiding alcohols because I'm underaged.

I regretted following my friends to this party,

though I already know that the person who decided to go was me.

Now I'm here alone, with nothing to do,

I want to talk to someone but I don't know who.

R e w r i t t e n O N :

28/3/2020