MORE THEN JUST A HAIRCUT,,,ALICENCHIANS

sitting in the chair, i gazed into the mirror
and watch the long pieces of golden hair fall
like a rain storm of feathers, that have given
into gravity, and exhaled to the floor

the scissors snip hungerily at my head
so eager to cut off the hair, that symbolized
the years that were dead in my life

as the finishing touches were made, and
the transformation complete, i got out of
my chair, grabing for hair that no longer
was there, as if i was in denial as to what
i just had done

before i walked out of the door, i turned around
and looked at the pile of scattered hair, that
rested under my chair, and said a mental good bye
in my mind, and walked out the door into the windy
day, the breeze not taking my hair for a dance, like
it use to

people ask me now omg!! you cut your hair!!
why?.. it was so long and fare
and i answer..
yes i cut my hair, i dont know why but i just
had to do it, maybe to get rid of the years that
i wish i could forget, to make a change that i myself
had control of making, or this was the beginning of a
new start in my life, letting go of the old years
to make room for the new the laid ahead

i think they were expecting a more simple answer
to there question

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