I saw a cat dance off the end of my cigarette. And like it, I exist without regret. The top shines like a volcano. Glowing like lava, shaking its ash. It burns itself away, oh, Until it’s cashed. With the butt between my middle and forefinger, I control Mt. St. Marlboro. The power, it feels like home. I put it between my lips and inhale the earth. Because like this cigarette, I came from glorified dirt. But unlike this cigarette, I won’t be put out or flicked away Every fiber of my being believes there’s a reason to stay And to say I believe the same is true for you Because unlike this cigarette We don’t exist to be used But to love And as this smoke fills my lungs this time I realize That we aren’t leaves to be burned And our existence isn’t burden We live to make a difference To take a stand for those around us And although I toss this filter away I hope by my side you’ll stay.