When I first saw you I thought you would be a stoner.
Trapped in a loop
controlled by ****
Your clothes smelling like burnt leaves
and you have ashes under your fingernails.
Your shirts are always ripped and tattered
your pants baggy, somewhat unwashed.
With small tattoos on your thighs.
A piercing on your nose.
A slit on your eyebrow.
A scar on your cheek.
Leaving to hide from the world.
Acting like you are disengaged from us.
Maybe you see what I can’t.
It all seems irrelevant though,
when
you smell good
and don’t smoke.
You really don’t.
You just seem like the type to do so.
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 11:38 PM UTC
When I first saw you I thought you would be a stoner.
Trapped in a loop
controlled by ****
Your clothes smelling like burnt leaves
and you have ashes under your fingernails.
Your shirts are always ripped and tattered
your pants baggy, somewhat unwashed.
With small tattoos on your thighs.
A piercing on your nose.
A slit on your eyebrow.
A scar on your cheek.
Leaving to hide from the world.
Acting like you are disengaged from us.
Maybe you see what I can’t.
It all seems irrelevant though,
when
you smell good
and don’t smoke.
You really don’t.
You just seem like the type to do so.