The freedom you want to feel is in a pair of dull kitchen scissors.
Cut the dead ends, or maybe a few inches to prove a point.
Sweep the evidence under the rug, it’s only 4 am this time.
It’s okay, it was just one more thing for you to hide behind.
Bleach it out of your way, paint with colors that will stain your bathroom sink.
Like everything, the stain will fade for a new one to reappear.
Wash it out and stop crying for a minute because the mirror doesn’t lie today.
Everything is fine now.
And that’s the beauty of the most painless thing to change.
— The End —