Young, undeveloped, growing

Teenagers

Juvenile, innocent teenagers

Held in captivity by their captor

We see these people everyday

All the time

Trapped by this evil

Something as small as a pen cap

But something way more dangerous… a  cigarette

Something so tiny, so harmful

Even people as young as toddlers

Consumed by these contaminated clouds of suffrage and depression

Some say it helps them stay focus

Others say it relieves stress from their head

And it will

But by the time it does, you will already be on the ground…

coughing…

then lying dead.