Bald.

Bald.


Someone stabbed me,

and it hurts.

Someone cut all my hair off,

now I'm bald.

Ugly and bald.

Bleeding and cold.


Someone once told me,

you make everyone around you miserable.

So why not cut off my legs?

So I can't walk.

Or cut out my tounge?

So I can't talk.


Amoungst my destruction,

broken hearts and wet fears,

lust and bitter disappointment.

Worlds are shattered without a care,

I don't care,

I don't care.