Shaving

So young and insecure
I just wanted to venture
Through life with loving family
I needed you to guide me
Body changing so confused
With no idea how I should use
A razor to shave the random hairs
Filled with tremendous fears
Nothing but a bashful teen
You handed me razor and cream
No words of advice or info
Just tossed me tools and let me go
For the next few years there after
I tried to discover the answer
To why to I made myself bleed
And why my father didn’t show me
Just another thing I had to learn alone
And another failure in my home

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