When my father told me

My hair was too long,

And he did not like my skirt,

I took the scissors

And cut my skirt up into pieces.

I walked 3 miles into town

Crying, in my shirt and panties,

But I will never cut my hair again.

Today I may stare too long 

Into my closet,

And if nothing seems right, to me,

To wear today,

I will never cut my hair again.

-jenn