Game of Pretend

I'll cut my hair Looking in the mirror I meet my eyes I cut my hair Take the scissor and incise the first incision to my previous life One strand then ten and then a hundred I feel so light I cut my hair My hands are trembling and soon I realize Give me one reason to let it all go Give me one reason to let you all know Give me one reason to stay as I am And never be allowed to grow Give me a way to enjoy my life I would appreciate any advice On how to be friendly and lovely and nice On how to like stuff that my other friends like Ah, I'm trying hard to be the way I am But I can't play this game of pretend anymore I've hit the floor Guess the party's over There's the door Take one step back Enjoy the little things You have this thing we call community And all Your friends are here, you feel yourself grow warm But soon enough it's all over You're ripped away and you're alone again Curled up on your bed, dreaming of sunsets And it's so grey, are we there yet Ah, I'm trying hard to figure out myself I feel like I am always someone else Behind this mask there's someone crying Don't understand why I am dying Ah, there's things I feel I really have to hide There's things I keep away from prying eyes, take it away Start another day Who should I wear this time So I'll cut my hair Looking in the mirror I meet my eyes I cut my hair Take the scissor and incise the first incision to my previous life