I have been dragged a lot
A part of me got lost
Every time I was shaken.
I was set on fire
Because of some unfulfilled desire.
Life was cut short in the end.
In smoke we mend.
Even though I take lives,
I hold more hands than humans do.
But I ask you to not rely on me,
I am ash and will make you too.
I know I am dishonest
But I am also the one who stays.
Even I don’t like myself to be honest
Find something else and put me in the ashtray.