Before my biggest fear was fire
Now it’s come to be my best supplier
Spark the flame on something metal
Beset my skin and let it it settle
As the hair begins to sizzle down
All I’m left with is an inverted frown
I do it again and again it’s never enough
As much as I try I can’t be tough
After a while it ceases to hurt anymore
And it leaves my mind to wander and explore
The following days it oozes with pus
I keep it my secret so others don’t fuss
The mangled skin stays scarred forever
I don’t hate it for I could never
If it weren’t for the flame I always knew
I know I’d end it through and through