My mother told me cigarettes were bad,
I smoked them and kept them in my school bag.
I never liked to listen to their advice,
Instead, I chose to pay the price.
I was cold and ashamed,
to the people who gave me my name.
Now I'm stuck, addicted, and about to abrupt.
Im a quiet and simple but this time im going to interrupt
Because ive been ruined and I did my first cut.