I got a haircut.

It really isn’t that big of a change,

But it feels like it is.

Dad said it made me look like younger,

He didn’t mean it in a rude way.

He said I grew up too fast,

I agree,

But there is no changing it.

I wish I could act my age,

But I’m mature and grew up way too fast.

I won’t ask for help,

Because I should be able to deal with my shit

Alone.

It doesn’t matter I’m suffocating

In work and thoughts.

I won’t ask for help,

I’ll be fine,

Even if I’m really dying.

I got a haircut

Today.

I cut it short, but I change

My hair all the time

So it wasn’t really a big change.

Was it really just a hair cut?