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.