She was always the one night stand kind of girl,
flashing her boobs along with her insecurities,
she didn't have a heart or much of a personality,
her arrogance perfumed the air like a bad wine,
she even had songs about her vanity and insanity,
her family disowned her for her foolish ways,
her one night stands were always so unpredictable,
a different guy for every day of the week,
along with a different type of liquor to go with the night,
she shot herself up with heroin and numerous other drugs,
she never really remembered any one night stand or guy,
she drowned out her screams with liquor and drugs,
for another one night stand; she was always that type of girl,
she was the girl that slept with your boyfriend without a care,
the one that got so drunk at a party that she woke up with no memory,
of what happened the night before or who was sleeping next to her,
her insecurities shown on her lipstick smudged lips and bloodshot eyes,
she had no hope of being saved from this restless thing she called life,
she finally shot up too many drugs and drank down too many bottles of liquor,
the silent cry for help from this young reckless girl slowly faded into the night.
