Yes? No? Maybe?

Living the life. Just going with the flow.
Of sweet uncertainties and kismets.
Everything seems so surreal. So unreal.
Expect nothing more, I tell myself.
'Cause all it takes is a push.
A push back into reality, to end the flow.

So maybe, just maybe.
Under the smiles.
Under the laughter.
Under the facade I've put up.
Nothing is really what it seems.


The embers seem to be glowing.
I should probably put 'em out.

What worries?

All the angst and uncertainty, forgotten.
Drowned out by the myriad of laughter, dance and booze.
Soaking in the fun, thinking it was the sun.
Friendship never tasted like Havana's rum.

And we partied like there was no tomorrow.