Hair
Curly
Long
Short
Really Short
Long
Straight
Curly
Everyone changes their hair. Right?
In experience
Everyone's stays the same
But thats not fair to me
Mine is so hard to tame
That is why I chopped it all off
Forth grade me made the decision
Looking at pictures, I just schoff
Of course my mom said
Oh honey you look cute
But all I saw was a bald head
After time it grew out
Finally I looked like a girl again
This is all part of the growing up route
One experience does not define you
My hair cut did not make me, me
However is was my glow up, who knew?
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