The Stick

This is written for my brother, who needs to get a clue.

you are obsessed with me
and thats why I love you
you somehow find a way
to always have me at your side
I help you, when your stressed,
sad, happy
no matter the mood... you'll always want me
but i have something to confess my love
I have hurt and killed so many people
ive even been banned in some places
thats when you get upset and mad
you no longer can have me
at that minute in time
Some back away when they see me with you
I have sinned my love
It seems like im not wanted anymore
like you could throw or give me away
I just wanna die
there's nothing for me
for i am just a cigarette