The smoke flows out of the flowers

They look like they could be burning

Maybe they want to be

Capturing the air and keeping the smoke for what ever reason

What ever reason

He thinks I’m throwing away my life getting drunk getting high and hiding

He doesn’t know that life ran away from me and I just couldn’t keep up

He thinks I’m not trying

That I haven’t tried

He doesn’t remember how hard I tried to make everyone like me

He doesn’t know that he’s the only one

I wonder where he got three

Himself

My beloved

I think people know you’re here even though you’re not

You’re like a feeling they can’t get rid of

I wasn’t supposed to cry

Why or why not

I want to go to the party too I just don’t know how

I want someone to come with me

I don’t want to go alone

I don’t want to be alone

But no matter how hard I try

I’m always the last thought on their mind

Like the plants that didn’t think about where the smoke came from

They just accepted it as truth

No one sees me

They just look right through

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