this is a story about the girl
who broke her glass drunk
i saw her when i was wandering
 around the city all in the concrete sunk
with her boyfriend she was having a fight i think
from crying mascara no eye could have blink

i thought what a pity it must be
and then for a moment i said;
thank god this is not me

so drunken girl, even though -
you are a complete stranger to me
i hope you get well, and for your sake please joyful be
i want to write you a story about your broken glass
but from the whining you made,
 on the other street i had to pass

and even though i am drunk as hell now
i tried to dedicate this to you somehow;

(http://yiotta.tumblr.com/post/7875761305)