My Hair – poet unknown

My Hair

It was I that permed this hair
So it should be
I that set my napptural hair free

For years I’ve covered it
With a lie (lye)
To set it free, I must try

So in the mirror
I will stand
With the scissors in my hand

Don’t need no barber
Only me
I made this mess
So I’ll set it free

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