Being thirteen was the hardest point in my life

shaving my scalp won't make a difference at all.

my life will still be as fucked as it was in the fall

i can't help but hear the androids’ promiscuous call

come before i bash my shaved head in the wall

irrelevance . it is an epidemic

assurance . it is a goddspeed

when you spend all your days staring at her brown eyes

you wont know the difference when shes gone and then out right

i feel my words linger in side of my stomach

feel them bubble up , know that theyre coming

but i saw so much in you

you just didnt realize the things that you could do

this song is simple

its honest

In 8th grade i shaved my head

because it was better than ending up dead

shaving my scalp won't make a difference at all.

my life will still be as fucked as it was in the fall

and i can't help but hear the androids’ promiscuous call

come before i bash my shaved head in the wall

sobriety . is no longer pure  

affluence . why is it something that I yearn

when i spent all my days staring at your brown eyes

I didnt  know the difference when you were gone and then out right

i feel my regret climbing up out of my chest

suffocating me, you know they never rest

but i see so much in you

you dont realize the things that you can do

this song is simple

its honest

In 9th grade you shaved your head

because it was better than ending up dead

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