I had hoped to stop hiding my face in a curtain of hair
So I chopped it off
But the struggles kept building and building
until finally collapsing on me like avalanches
and leaving me a weakling feebly trying to tape and piece myself together
My face became permanenetly tear streaked with hollow eyes .
I put my long bangs near my face and rumple the rest of my hair in front of it
as I look down thinking "please nobody look at me"
I'd rather go back to the way I was before
Losing my limbs for love but otherwise fine
Still soaring like a bird in flight
Still knowing I had the nest of security
Now..my eyes only sneak peeks through the curtain of disheveled hair