I cut you off because I thought I needed change and
nothing was really helping. So I decided to go physical, I
needed to see a difference in order to feel a difference. And if
there’s something I have learned, is that I have always loved
my hair. Even when I hated everything, it was there for me to
stare & get lost in its tangled colors.
So maybe I’m silly, and ridiculous, and maybe this is
no big deal… to you. But to me, I am sad and regret ever
thinking I needed to change myself. Go ahead and laugh and
taunt and tell me, “It’s just hair.” I don’t care. I’m not much of
a girly-girl and I don’t give a **** what my hair ever looks like,
at least I didn’t when it was long and luscious.
It was all in my mind and what now? Now I’m left
without the comfort of my long blonde locks. Stuck with this
short, uneven **** and I know what I need to do to fix it. But
for that I need to cut it more, I dare not, and I also need a
time machine. To make it grow out, longer, longer, faster,
now! But now it’s annoying and the stupid kinks are stupid
and dumb.
And god, so am I. And yes, I sound like a child.
But that’s cool, ‘cuz I am.
Lesson learned.