UNAPOLOGETIC.

One stare, two stares, three stares, four
Why don’t you straighten your hair?
Why don’t you cut yours…
Stupidity at its finest.

The little girl on the bus stares in awe at the tight coils,
Mummy, mummy why is it so curly?
Childlike fascination is so very peculiar,
Annie stop it let’s go.

Once upon a time, I would have said no to curls,
Trembling under the weight of judgement,
Why is your hair so messy?
Unacceptance and ignorance is a plague.

One stare, two stares, three stares, four
These curls do not define me,
A queen bows to no one,
A queen answers to no one.

#sorry not sorry

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