fragile

i can't be pretty and good looking all the time. i have bad hair days too. the days when it just seems to go wrong and you can't do anything about it. trying to hide it all under a cap or something doesn't really help either.

it's happening more lately. and somehow people don't love you as much when your hair is sticking out all over the place. when everything just doesn't fall neatly, like cascading waterfalls flowing over your shoulders.

no, telling me to apply some gel or spray won't help. you don't understand my hair all too well. course not. it's growing on my head. you have your own head full of hair.

and i am then left alone. because i snapped at you for trying to tidy up my hair a lil. so you ditched the comb and brought out a broom.

i guess you're having a bad hair day too.

looking forward to better hair days. for now, they are non existant.