What happens once the party's over?
When the lights come on, and everyone leaves.
When the band is done and the confetti stops falling.
The noise stops and the noise starts at the same time.
Your friends leave and the enemies arrive ... in your head or in your bed, or both.
They mock you and ask why they weren't invited.
It's easy to laugh and dance and play when you're distracted.
When the music is loud and the lights are flashing.
But what happens once you're at your front door?
Alone, with no one waiting for you on the other side.
What do you do when the buzz wears off and the loneliness turns on?
Wipe off your makeup along with your smile.
Cleanse. Exfoliate. Moisturize. Cry.
The dress code is lonely.
It's the last call for depression, and the after party starts at 3am.
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