When I’m hurt, I flirt a little

When I’m hurt, I flirt a little. go out on a date. I learn to hate, take time to mingle with people. I drink, and party all night. cry before I get myself to sleep. I goof around my peeps, scream out loud or dance wild. you know why? because when I’m hurt I don’t owe anybody any explanation and how I choose to repair what that person broke. I’m gonna live my life as I wish until I’m whole again.