No Smoking

Ironically, I’m smoking by a sign that says “no smoking”

I don’t care because my mind is zoning, I’m dosing

I hear you, but the words keep floating

My thoughts won’t stop, I leave them flowing

I tell you to stop, you keep on going

I’m okay, but sometimes my soul feels broken

You speak, I’m focused…on my cigarette

Under the sign that says “no smoking”

You try to have serious talks, I start joking

You start exploding, you get upset and I stop coping

With your angry words my good energy starts unloading

You grab my neck and I start moaning

My tears come down to my neck, it’s because of these moments

If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t even be smoking

I walk away from you, it’s the only way I’ll start growing

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Hello! :) Welcome! My name is Glory, I am a mom to an AMAZING little man! I am a home-body, low key-nerd who loves feeding her soul with knowledge. I am super goofy and super genuine! I care a lot about others and I am very compassionate and understanding. I love to read/research, blog, and spend time with my son :) I barely watch tv but I enjoy comedy and anime. I'm usually a jolly person. My passions are health and poetry. I am currently a Massage therapy student. I teach yoga & I am also certified as a personal trainer. I want to help people improve their lives. One of my goals in life is to help others reach a sane place mentally and a healthy place physically. We need both intertwined to properly cope.

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