My Hair

theunspokenpoetry:

It’s a statement

It shouts out

I’m different, I’m me

I call it art

The way it

Spirals, curls, and puffs

It captivates you

with it’s beauty

Changing its look

When it’s wet or dry,

Long or short,

Styled or not,

and straight or curly

So here I stand

Saying that I love it naturally