Take a drag from that cigarette, keep the smoke in your chest.
You can’t keep anything around you, so smoke is what you keep best.
Blow the smoke and cough just a little,
Remember why you’re stuck in the middle,
Of this game.
The game where winning and losing is all the same.
Take another drag, try to hold the smoke longer this time.
You know what you’re doing to your lungs is a crime.
Hold the smoke for so long that you feel light headed.
Is it the smoke or life that got you to be so cold blooded?
Think about what’s wrong, think about what you want.
Think if you should do it, think about considering the taunt.
But don’t decide.
Lose your mind.
Let the smoke out in rings,
Let the smoke turn to wings.
Fly to a place where you got what you wanted,
Fly to a place where you can’t get haunted.
Fly to a place where you aren’t such a lost cause,
Fly to a place where you get to choose or to pause.
Then, fall hard and break your neck.
Your cigarette’s finished, you’re a wreck.