There are multiple things
that now matter how hard I may try,
I will never understand.
I assume this is a way to express my confusion
perhaps complain about it,
but ultimately do nothing about it.
I mean what can I do,
I criticize that which I do,
I resent that which I feel,
and I despise that which I have become.
I dare you to inhale the same smoke that killed someone you loved.
Dont stop to think about it, don`t slow yourself down,
or regret it in any way,
you only have one life right?
So take another puff, perhaps a shot
whatever may fulfill your tired soul.
Just remember not to mourn the ones you lost,
in whom you choose to follow.
All in All
Hypocrisy is Dead.
-Hayden