The night before.

 Spice up your panic attack

With maracas

And the need to need

Someone who needs you,

As sure as the sky is blue.

The weekend ends too soon,

Sunday roast with extra gravy,

And a extra long chew.

For Monday loams,

And you can still feel the baseline

From the night before.

Ears ringing and every other reply is

'sorry, what did you say?'

Still kinda half way between now

And the night before.

One more

 One more people,

they are the people I wanna share life with.

Be it one more choon, line, drink or just one more time we share a smile

One more is a special thing shared with the closet friend to the random you just met.

One more, where's the party at?

This Will be on my gravestone