My Last Party

My Last Party
BY JESSICA STEFANOWICZ

"It's just one party, I'll go have some fun."
So I got in my car, and drove away.
Who knew this party would be my last one,
And I would not live to see the next day.

Say hello to a few friends, flirt just a bit.
"I'm not hurting anyone, I'll be fine."
Get handed a drink, had more than a sip.
"What did I just have? Was it Vodka or wine?"

The room's spinning, and I'm gonna be sick.
Everyone's saying I'm so wasted; so smashed.
A Designated Driver; that's a trick.
Then just maybe my car wouldn't have crashed.

Maybe, just maybe, I would still be alive,
If I had not chosen to drink and drive.