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I Am Not My Hair
"Little girl with the press and curl
Age eight I got a Jheri curl
Thirteen I got a relaxer
I was a source of so much laughter
At fifteen when it all broke off
Eighteen and went all natural
February two thousand and two
I went and did
What I had to do
Because it was time to change my life
To become the women that I am inside
Ninety-seven dreadlock all gone
I looked in the mirror
For the first time and saw that HEY....
[Chorus]
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am not your expectations no no
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within..."
I knew I would have to deal with some criticism but that was what I was willing to accept. I was not going to let what someone says or think of me ruin how I feel about myself and my hair.
Even thought a got an abundant amount of comments on how people liked my hair, I would still get a lot of stares and weird looks when I would get on public transportation. One day while on my way to school I thought to myself. I thought "People have a hard time accepting someone who doesn't look like them, and quick to judge them by that", whether it be their hair or something else. So I took that and kept my day going. I didn't care about anything anyone else said about how I looked, as long as I felt confident in myself. Now anytime I feel that someone is being quick I just say to myself that I'm comfortable on how I look, because I am a soul that lives within.