Trust is like glass
Easily broken
Hard to restore

There's something in a simple hug
That always warms the heart,
It welcomes us back home
And makes it easier to part....

I hate my life

I want everything that is right

to go wrong

They wanted to Ask me what it felt like to not have anything left

and all i was

was upset

I dont want my problems to go away

I dont want to be saved

I like being lost in a dark maze

then i dont


have to see the light of day

and maybe that makes me crazy

but i dont wanna be ok

You gave me a reason to live

I hate you for stealing my only escape from my life

Don't worry
There are others like you
But it's going to be hard
You have to learn to control
your mind
your thoughts
Everything that spins relentlessly and simultaneously in your brain
You have to learn to vocalize
To take what's in your head and let it out
into the world.

And they might not understand

you have to keep trying
It's going to be hard
because not everyone has what you have
It's up to you to let them in
But you can do it
There are others like you
Don't worry

You come from a pack
of course you didn't choose it
It was the powers that be
They stuck ya here and said:

You're a cigarette girl.

Don't let 'em hold you too long
or else
you'll burn them
But make 'em feeeeel good
So cooool
'til you curl away in a plume of smoke
leaving them
empty,
craving,
sick.

What can you do, you cigarette girl?
At 18, you can be bought
and without a thought
be snuffed out on the pavement
Because who would put you in your rightful place?

Cigarette girl of rising cost & little value
Can you tell me how you get by?
Bringing people closer to the day they die
Turing fire into acrid clouds
Clinging to city walks and lost crowds
They need you & they hate you
You're poison, one to blame
and you're still stuck living,
grasping for the flame

But hey, cigarette girl
so broken & so small
Maybe you don't mean it
but you might **** them
all.