Shave or Save

They think it affection but I just needed saving.

Maybe it's my history that needs desperate shaving.

The bristling edges of never ending natural growth

That society tells us will never be beautiful enough.

So we rake and we shave off the things that make us real

So hopefully one day there will be a lot less to feel.

Underneath the fragile layers of skin quite unpeeled,

There's a light rarely shown that keeps the soul concealed.

That wraps around the tender glow of someone quite undone,

That shows the ragged scars of a life that's barely won.

It's cold and thin and takes too much of the world in;

Sometimes it even bulges at the seams, taking on a sin

Of joyful rapture, bleeding light and an understated hue

that fills the complicated heart and tries to start anew.

All in all, remember this: if a girl captures your heart,

Don't fall too fast, catch yourself, and pretend the air is smart.