The following is about my friendship group and my realization that clubbing and gambling is not what I want from life and the picture below is an accurate representation of myself after reflecting on that night.
Not My Lifestyle / A Short Poem
Its just after pre's
Gotta pay them fees
Uber into the valley
Too many times they've lost tally
Club entry fee already paid
The stalkers stalk their prey
Just so they can get laid
The rest of us go to the casino
Discussing our dearest dreams
But winning is not that easy it seems
The night came at a cost
Like stray dogs we were lost
Zac - 23/01/2018
Footnotes
Valley: A suburb in Brisbane, Australia known for its night clubs.
Disclaimer
This is a basic poem that I wrote on that night, this is in no way intended to be professional, this is just a hobby and I thought its time to share with people.