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
