The hair that fell to my waist Heavy like a curtain And blonde And parted on the side That covered my bare ******* and got in the way of kissing And It got stares And It got petted Like some fine horse With some fine mane A rare prize And the drunk boy Sitting next to me That I didn't notice Who was twirling it around his ***** finger And that other man That I didn't notice Who became obsessed with It His ***** fetish And in the middle of the night He did Those Things So one day I just cut It off Above my shoulders And everyone was sad Why WHY why Did you cut your hair? But we still like It
So I just cut it off
Until it was above my ears And I can see the disappointment Of Everyone Else Who doesn't understand So sad about It And I smile.