Life is so cruel
Filled with mean things
Because even though I know
Hair doesn’t mean everything
What I see is something quite different
I see scarfs on heads
Just to hide what’s missing.
Life ain’t what it seems
With all of its cruelty
Why can’t I just be me
Just walk about in the street
Hair slowly leaving me
They said its just a side effect
But it feels so permanent
Life keeps talking to me
Telling me
That I am more than what I seem
This hair don’t mean a thing
With or without it
I am still me
Hair doesn’t define me
Life twisted on me
Turned away from me
No longer need to style a thing
Getting ready is so much easier
Yet I always notice people staring
Some comments can be so mean
What does hair even mean?
Sy Bryant 