Color and Curls

I said I was letting go
but I still don't know 
which way to go
Hopefully we will see
I'm afraid to continue
as I try to make
the lines meet
Color and curls
can change the world
and turn me into 
a different girl
I'm less afraid
and fighting hard
from shrinking back
A curious eye 
as I walk on by
and I don't even know who you are
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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August 4, 2009 at 2:21 AM
Cool;the way one reacts to change. It is said a famous painter reached early to a party in his honor wearing simple dress with out slippers or shoes. Poor fellow could get entry due to his special card. Invitees shunned him. Realizing his predicament he went home to wear his best clothes and re-entered the party late. Snubbing all with a smiley gleam "I don't even know who you are?"
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