A head, it skips
Repeating things that you have said
Knowing very well that they’re what I need to forget
So I bought a book and started taping pictures on a page
Quit kicking yourself
Really everyone’s misunderstood
Quit making it worse
Things will look up
You said they would
You’re cutting your hair like you said that you were going to, like the least self- destructive, self-destructive thing you could do
You’re cutting your arms like you said you were not going to
One more nostalgic self-destructive thing you could do to make this worse
But cowards’ words with different melodies aren’t much less counter- productive
I wish I’d deviate from routine before it is forced upon me
Or at least become a better judge of when not to say things that I don’t mean
Open arms
You cut em open pretty good
With your loneliness and the safety pins you used to use
If you feel so unimportant, then why do you give a shit?
To make this work?
Apologies for keeping this repressed
But you’re killing me when I already feel dead
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