She burns before my eyes,

And talks all day

Not seeing the ash all over my coat.

Smoke like flowers rapidly blooming,

A crowd laughs and cheers

Smoke like flowers rapidly blooming,

They tell her stories

Brushing off the ash all over their shirts

Before dusting it off of hers

“Pay no mind,

I’m right,

You’re true.”

Smoke like flowers rapidly blooming,

I watch my sister burn to death

While my mother mourns,

A grave already dug inside her head.

Smoke like flowers rapidly blooming,

A soul so bright,

A heart so determined

Half knowing,

Burning out

And what will be left of me

Once the smoke is thin,

Twirling

While I myself burn?

Not

Like flowers rapidly burning,

But like a brother

Sick with a dead sister?

She,

Burning before my helpless hands,

Smoke

Like flowers