Curly Sue

Curly Sue 

My hair is my everything and it tells pieces of my story 

My hair bounces with my every move and shows its glory  

Curls, coils and waves  

It paves my entire day  

Looking at my hair its wild and has a mind of its own 

Each piece of hair is without a clone  

My hair it’s hard to tame 

But it reflects my proclaim 

Some days my hair may be big and some days small 

Some days my hair even looks like a rag doll 

Hair can change each and everyday  

From Monday to Sunday 

My hair has been short and long 

But through and through it stays strong  

I’ve dyed my dark hair to brown  

But now the darkness grows out of my crown 

Keeping up with my hair is a fulltime job 

As it robs me of my money to buy hair products that feel that slop 

My hair can be found almost everywhere 

And it’s not like I don’t have a piece to spare 

My hair has said a lot about me and has given me many nicknames 

But I can never feel ashamed 

My hair is my everything and greets people before I can 

But it’s no business man   

My story is reflected through my hair  

And shows that I’m definitely not a square 

My hair is my hair and no you can’t touch it 

Hearing that question it makes my teeth grit 

To some my hair may show low personal up keep or poor hygiene 

But who are you to intervene 

My hair is my everything and it tells pieces of my story