the pain, the sadness
creeping over me
the world is shaking
or is it me
the long locks falling away
and so are the tears
more and more
the hair is shorter now
but the shame is still there
so i keep cutting
shorter and shorter
rergret has taken over my mind
but atleast the shame is gone
i look in the mirror
i see a girl with short hair
red face, wet eyes
sadness carved into the face
i keep cutting
more locks fall away
the floor covered with them
i look up again
the sadness still there but less
the next day they see
they hate, they laugh
they laugh, they joke
but they wont see me cry
they wont see my tears
they wont hear my sobs
ill keep in in
like i did before...