I can't help but think
it's ironic
a well liked man
smoked his whole life
and it finally caught up to him
but yet here we are
gathered outside his funeral;
smoking,
like we didn't learn the lesson
and my
silhouette
is painted on someone else's
b e d s h e e t s
you should have been there,
but truth be told you n e v e r were
and I won't take the blame this time