All about the crown.

It went from 8 inches to 2mm.
Pain and irritation made it lose it's length
Began with curls
And ended with spikes
Again, it reached its stage of locks, slowly
But that didn't last for long
Unworthy dame ruined the months of maintaining.
Regret, but left with no choice
Once ready, she went at it again.
Now, with a trusted aid.
Hoping to achieve what she has lost in time to come.
To be able to fling and run through it.
To regain the confidence of a girl.
Growing girl to be precised.
Lady.

Whether it will match, she can't wait to find out.
But wait is all she can do for now.
And wait is what she will do.
To achieve the one thing she's been dreaming of.
The crown.


In case you were wondering, i was referring to my hair.