The Haze
(6-13-2k2)


For some reasons I just dont get
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
Smoke billows into the lungs
Cords of displeasure restrain your body
Books are written,but never read
About sunshine and the fogs mists
Zippers holding sanity soon split
Releasing frustrations held inside
Pictures of your most treasured loves
Are people you never really knew to begin with
Burning plastic is more painful than imagined
When you cant see through the haze