Scorned

She scrubbed her skin raw,
She chopped off her hair,
Now there's no evidence,
To prove he was there.
She's so different now,
Flipped her whole style,
between plastic faces,
and falsified smiles.
The best way to spite him,
Is to show him her best,
to pretend that she's dandy,
While he can't seem to rest.
But she's fine she says,
Life is pretty easy.
"Because now he cries,
everytime he sees me."