you're tactless,
spineless,
and mindless,
i would forgive you,
but i'm fresh out of
kindness.

and i never understood your
obsession with those tin foils and straws,
just another bullet point on your
long list of flaws.

i heard you mumble something under
your breath,
sorry, what was that?
i can't hear you,
you're so close to death.

i try to quit you,
but i don't know why.
whenever i think about you all i
can do is ******* cry.