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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