i sure had to buy new clothes.
I needed to get high, find a new perfume,
New candles to burn in my room, a new phone,
A million new reasons to go back home,
to cooly cruise past places I used to go.
it’s been ages, so you’d never know,
how glad i am that life goes on,
But how fond I am of this part of my life,
though it’s gone.
in my opinion, the hair was dead weight.
It took up a lot of time I could’ve spent better.
It was my decision, but it felt more like fate,
I think I look fine, but whatever.
Before this, no one was paying attention.
Their eyes were always near, but never meeting mine.
I always hate it, but never mention,
How much I hate saying things a second time.