I don’t know what I was expecting.
They said there would be food and drinks.
They said I’d have a good time.
They said there would be people I knew.
But so far, I’m still waiting.
I’m still hungry.
I’m still thirsty.
And I’m not having fun.
I’m as lonely as I was when I wandered in.
I wish I could say this was the first time.
But in truth, it happens quite often.
Honeyed words followed by broken promises.
It’ll be this, it’ll be that,
It’ll be great, amazing, stupendous
But it always the same.
It always…a setup.