I ask for your opinion.
I tell your boyfriend to put rainbows in his hair.
I proceed to tell you that I'm not cutting.
But, indeed, I am.
I want you to know..
I still care.
But, as I think back of how many times you've ignored me..
I'm kind of hurting.
But that's just fine.
But, I lied.
I did cut..
And it will never stop.