I cut my hair today and you'll never know,
I held it together in that salon,
but I cried the whole way home, they told me life would go on,
but I wasn't prepared for what that meant,
crying at every change whether it's your hair or losing friends
you cry because it hits you,
you're still growing up,
and you have to do it now without someone you really loved,
little things will happen,
and big things will too,
and every time I will look to the sky,
and hope you saw them too,
I go over the list in my head every single day,
all of the things you'll never know,
things I'll never get to say, like I cut my hair today,
and when I looked in the mirror,
I loved the girl I'm becoming and hated that you'll never meet her.
