why we go to hairdressers

it makes me wonder


if it is just the lack of luck

or a bad hand when chosing


the persistent hope

the never-dying wish

the ever-growing frustration. 


but this voice is wrong

they want to taint me

poison me

make me insecure. 


I have it all in my hands and in my heart

I have a voice that becomes more mine each day

and I have hair which can change

when I need to change. 

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