To you it's just hair
To me its part of me
The part that is most me...
To you its unruly
To me, its curly...
Does it matter that we see it differently?
To you it should be straight
To me who cares what you think
It's my hair
My journey
All me, none you!
I wear it as I want
Now can you take a seat
And watch me do me?
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