none of your concern
hello to
my dearest friend,
i have questions to ask of
you and you’ll probably
laugh it off
but i want a real answer,
my friend,
so please give me
one truth:
why do you care
about what i say
or do?
i mean,
when i mention my
mascara, you
scrunch up your
nose as if
it were a rotting carcass in the
middle of the highway-
i mean, i don’t
think it concerns you
in any way at all,
and you say
it doesn’t make
a difference, so
why can’t i put it on?
and when i say
i’ve though about
cutting my hair short,
you look terrified but
it wouldn’t look bad
at all.
and dying my hair
is off limits too,
and again
i’m not sure why,
i mean im not yours
anymore so you don’t
really get a say.
because is it your
body and mind that
would benefit?
because mascara gives
me confidence that
i don’t normally feel,
and long hair becomes a
trigger in a bad
panic attack,
and hair color could
make me feel a
bit more like myself
so maybe when
i tell you what
my thoughts about
my looks are,
maybe you shouldn’t judge
me, or maybe
you shouldn’t wonder
why i don’t
answer
at all