warming up next to the mock fire
fake flames flickering
inhaling my cigarette
do you remember when you first had one?
taking a cigarette to be socially acceptable
standing in the cold to talk to a friend with smokes
now I sit
my only company is the appropriately sad music
"war in my mind"
running my feet along the crazy pattern in this **** carpet
things used to be simple
friends were easy to come by
now we're left with machines
and nicotine habits