Haircut

At age 18, I cut my hair

From the waist to below my chin

Doing this, my mom, I did scare

She thought shedding such beauty to be a sin

But my decision wasn’t for an upgraded look

The awaited chop was for a new mindset

On my past, I would finally close the book

And leap into the rest I hadn’t read yet

I was letting go of all that held me back

Moments of lost hope, and unrequited love

Feeling new, these emotions I could unpack

Now I was a new woman, from swan to dove

I was less feminine and beautiful now

Yet was stronger and more adept to soar the sky

No longer entertaining the restraints others put on me

I am lighter, freer, wilder, ready to fly