Dead at Thirty

She flaunts her bad deeds,

Like they're something to be proud of.

Smoking cigarettes since seven,

Smoking pot since seven,

Drinking since eight.

She doesn't seem to realize the harm,

These are achievements to her,

Things to be proud of,

She is so stupid,

Will she realize it when she's dying at thirty?

Dying of cancer,

Dying of liver disease,

Will she flaunt them then?

When she is on her death bed,

Will she realize her stupidity?