Bicardi Gold Puerto Rican Rum
A taste all of its own
Is what i crave tonight.
 
I let the liquor slide slowly
As it burns my throat
Sit back and relax
While my friends remind me
Of what I’ve missed
And like always
As the buzz starts to hit
My thoughts change to you
And I wonder...
 
What are you doing?
Are you okay?
Do you miss me?
Am I dreaming?
Is this real?
I laugh at my childish questions
Taking another swig
The alcohol making me young.
 
Then my thoughts turn darker...
I think of him
The man who haunts my dreams
The one who changed me
Forever.
The one who broke my spirit
Damaged my trust
Beat me bloody
And made me scared
To be touched by others
I cry at my childish fears
Taking another swig
The alcohol making me young.
 
I think of my friends
Of how far we’ve come
How much we’ve grown
From being drama filled tweens
To crazy ass teens
We’ve all gotten more beautiful
We’re all so smart..
I smile at my childish thoughts
Taking another swig
The alcohol making me young.
 
I recall when I first moved here
My bizarre accent
How hard it was to make friends
How many times I was bullied
Yet I smiled and laughed along
Such a strong little girl
Making the best out of the worst
Always staying happy
And I think my childish thoughts
Taking another swig
The alcohol making me young.

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