set me free.

the pressure increased as it pumped up more.
alcohol in my system. never was enough.
though deep inside, i knew it was never good.
slight dizziness. so what?

it's like getting high, on something that's not that much.
not drugs or anything. not addictive, for me.
just something social, as i exclaim, or claim.
yet, deep inside, it's not parties that need me.
it's more of quite the opposite.

the feeling of blood rush.
eyesight a bit blurry. actions, a bit wild.
yet you're still in control. you're sane. you're conscious.
and everything seems to be.. insignificant.

you get your mind of stuff. plenty of stuff.
school. work. family. friends. love.
heck, if life were just a game without importance,
without purpose, then that moment, that feeling, is what I'd like it to be.
just feeling the blood in your head, feeling the beat in your body.
letting it take over. just swayin' and just ignoring.

insignificance takes over. you forget.
you're happy.
not entirely good. not entirely nonaddictive.
not entirely fun. not entirely an attention grabber.
yet it feels good to let loose once in awhile.
sometimes, you gotta tell yourself..

to live like there was no tomorrow.
to dance to the beat that ain't gonna stop.
to leave the things that bear down on your heart.
to give in to the music that flows through your veins.

sometimes, you gotta claim..

"set me free."