smoking on a cigarette
life passing by so fast like
im at the end of it.
but wait a minute
im not alone
1% of it. not wanting it
but now im part of it
and im loving it
whats to love about it when words
cant tell about it.
expression so limited
medicine not dealing with it
but im forced to live with it
trying to stay positive but the positives be staying with me
looking out the window
life is still going with or without me
socially withdrawing got the best of me
but what can i do
if everywhere i go everyone is
different than me.
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