that good stuff

what do you do when the person no longer cares
you see them in pain,think about them anytime anywhere
it makes them happy,yet kills them slowly
is it worth the bliss, do they still feel lonely
the cloud of smoke,like a mask from the world
gone,out of sight,uncontrolable
so many people do it
does it make it right
the coughing,and hard breathing at night
its your life why should i care more than you
i seem to be the one suffereing,but do what you do
yet i still care,but ima say i dont give a fuck
have fun,enjoy,take another puff