One of these days I’ll learn to cut instead of hack
To pull instead of yank
To read the signs and run
Stop when it isn’t fun.
If he’s mean just let him loose.
Just do it. Do it. DO IT !!!
Instead I wait for a change
And in the process become deranged.
Push and poke until they cool
See me as nothing more than fool.
Maybe I need them to hate me
Maybe it’s the only way I’ll cut free.
Because if I love I can’t just stop
No matter how much you deserve the chop.
(C) Slumpless