i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe

Once this virus is over there is going to be change
There will be rules implemented to keep you from harm
No handshakes, hugs, kissing, or close contact
Which is quite reminiscent of my junior prom

We act from anger, and spite
Then,
We clothe ourselves in our regrets
We bathe ourselves with our tears

We gamble with stability and peace
For the chance of winning
silence in our heads.

We find peace in the arms of alcohol.
And pride in the tears of others.
We surrender to music
And live in an illusion

I m giving it my all, can’t you see?
So please just set me free.

A dandelion in a field of roses, please set me free
I plea.