It’s an endless night, because I’ve got a rain to give company to. - @misterwhiii
Yes, that’s right. I smoke.
Between endless conversations,
and long stares. I smoke chains.
It is after all, my only façade.
I smoke, to know what it’s like.
To know, how everyone is alike.
Dejected and depressed, those looks
give away what we all learnt by books.
Why do people live so? Awaiting their end.
Why do they always look, pleading,
for that turn at the dead-end?
Alas, what do I know. I am aimless.
So I just continue to smoke.
