I cut my hair today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing
that’s real.
The scissors tear it all
the old familiar swing.
Try to kill it all away
but I remember everything.
What have I become
my wildest friend
I thought you aren’t the one
who goes away
in the end.
And you could have it all
my empire of word
you have let me down
you have made me hurt.
I left my golden hair
upon your liar’s chair
full of broken thoughts
you cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
I am someone else
you are still not here.
Who have I become
my distant friend
I won’t succumb
today
it’s time for end.
And you could have it all
my empire of love
but…
I won’t let you down
I won’t make you hurt.
If I could start again
a million miles away
I would lock myself
far from you that day.
I cut my hair today
to see if I still feel
I cut you off my brain
and begin to heal.
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What have I become, my sweetest friend
Everyone I know, goes away, in the end
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