Hairography

I start the morning feeling poofy and free and a few minutes later a cold rushes over me as though he is trying to freeze me, I don't feel loved by this. Then comes something that rips the oil out of me and it is at that point that i feel loved and clean. After that a lotion like stuff goes upon me and i feel softer but then a blow dryer burns me so and after that a hair straightner and I feel burned and unloved again. As i go through the day it gets worse and worse as people yell at me for being the style I'm in only because it is a rebellious style which somehow makes me an outcast from everyone else. Even though i face these problems I accept this style very well and don't give any problems with it. Further on in the day i get messed of because of what people do to me such as pet me and rub me or just push the back of me for reasons I don't know. Finally at the end of the day i get to be with other hairs that are just like me and styled like me. Though my color does not match I accept myself the way I am, never giving into the change that people try to force upon me.