when you're at the bar,
out on the dance floor
and the dj plays your favorite song,
(like miley predicted)
you throw your hands up
twist your hips
in a somewhat perverted fashion,
tilt your head back
belt out the words
and feel insanely free.
In a corner of your brain
I always want to be this young,
twirling around the dance floor
with my friends
in these heels
and this random boy.
Until the lights come on
and you see someone hurling in the corner
or being arrested outside
so in the same corner of your brain
I am getting way too old for this shit.