Not the best habbit,
but it will do
when i inhale all the bullshit
and exhale you.

You'll never see me suffer,
you'll never see me cry
I'll love myself in my hardest times.

The smokes goes off in the air,
i can feel the waterfall start
the smell sticks around in my hair.

Can this be the way it goes,
i feel the pain in my chest grow

I'm done for the day
Too tired to care.

Too tired to sleep anyway.