Notes


——– DISCARDS ————
I’m using shampoo and conditioner no more.
I look around and see my hair upon the floor.

I’m not scared of dying, I’m just not able to

I held my breath, at what I saw.
Shocked gettin dressed, at what I saw.
All around me, on the floor.
Bath and plug hole, full of it,
No follicles, cuticles too.
I’m getting old, bald as a coot,
They’re selling condit’ner and shampoo every week.
Because I’m bald, my hair has gone, I’m goin’ bald.


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