Hair

I've always wanted to grow my hair

As far as it would go

Down past my shoulders, straight smooth hair

It's to impress everyone else

It makes me appear quite shallow

Ever since I was a kid

I've grown it to show I'm strong

But the world has a funny way

It likes to exploit weakness

I tried to be strong like everyone else

But I just stood behind my friends

But somehow I have to prove to them

That I can be strong

My enemies are laughing now

My friends lay at their knees

Now is my chance to rise

But alas, they claw my hair from behind

I have failed

Now I am in a tight hold

Tears streaming down my face

My beautiful strength they have turned to weakness

What can I possibly do?

Now is my time to shine

And I take the knife from my pocket

With a quick motion, I slice away my weakness

Now I can stand tall