Every time tobacco runs through your vains i ask you to quit and you think I'm insane.
at times your cough gets really bad
if you haven't noticed it makes me pretty sad.
sometimes i wanna cry,cuz i don't know what i would do it you were to die. without you my life would be dead,
every time you light one up it makes me upset, the thoughts in my head.
i know my poem might make you mad
but now you'll believe me hen i say it makes me sad.
both you and Dave i don't want in the grave,it makes me scared cuz I'm so unprepared.
your my mum!
your a big part of my life,
what am i going to do when i have kid and I'm a wife?
i kinda feel i should pick it up,than i tell myself to shut up.
i know you and i could do better that why i put it in this letter.
do you see the message your sending out?
it makes me wanna scream and shout!!
these things calls cigarettes are like a bomb, i don't wanna end up with out a mum..
you don't have to quit just know how i feel I'm not going to smoke i mean it for real<33
