New Razors

I cut myself with new razors

On my face

Not my legs

Or my wrists

I cut myself with new razors

A clean face

It's what I'm used to

Tried different facial hair

Didn't quite seem to suit me

Nothing to declare

Brand new underwear

Listened to my favourite Britney

Wondering if my meds are doing damage to my kidneys

The old ones did

Wondering if I'll have a kid

Show them how to shave

My face for a boy

My legs for a girl

Regardless

I'm in for a bumpy ride

If I have a child

Would I buy them a slide?

Would we play in the park?

And go hide?

In the forest

Mother nature

She's free

She doesn't care about how long are her leaves

She takes in the sun and begins to breathe

I wish we were more like mother nature...

But that just reminded me

I need to buy new razorblades