sitting outside the room
wondering if I should go in
unsorted mind can't decide
subdued thoughts become alive
'the very best or nothing'
was my resolve - almost dissolving
now by growing laughter and booming
voices pouring out of the half-lit room
loud rhythmic music plays in my head
steer me on my 'chosen course'
'hey stay away' - it said '- 'it's a distraction'
'beyond the laughter is freedom'