Toxic

Smoke has been filling my brain Little by little Year by year It adds up. The toxins seeping in And making me their home. Coming in my ears From the words I hear. But I've never had the chance To release that smoke Like a cartoon, Because I have to play it safe, Do as I'm told, Take in the toxins. Well this is some second hand smoke bullshit Because I never did anything wrong, And I am beyond ready To extract it. I am not a toxic person, You are.