trash
Time to reflect
Some people call it a way to unwind
I can it sitting on my own behind.
Listening to birds as they fly through the sky
Waiting for night time and bats to fly by.
When all of the cigarette turns into ash
It is time to go put that old butt in the trash.
One butt goes up as another goes down
Looks like the drops of the tears of a clown.
So I just sit with no cigs and no drink
Sit here and wonder what else I can think.
