I must be crazy...
There can't be any other answer to it,
The things i think just aren't normal,
The things i do aren't right,
I promises someone i wouldn't cut anymore,
But i did,
Then i wanted to again,
So instead of cutting my skin,
I cut my hair...
Cut it short,
My sister saw it and went crazy,
My mother saw it and she took me to get it fixed,
But she said to me,
"A 16 year old girl doesn't just cut her hair off, There must be a reason... Either your angry or depressed, So which one is it?"
But i just stuck to my answer of "I dint know"...
But i cant remember what was going through my head when i cut my hair...
It just seemed like such a good idea to me at the time,
And now, I just can't remember why?
So here I confess...
I don't know why i cut my hair,
I don't know why i cut my skin,
I only know that i am not quite right....
