My hair is curly,
And I love it.
I’m tired of the stupid things people say to me.
Going out is one of the worst experiences ever.
I feel a knot in my stomach whenever I’m about to go out.
I don’t know if this is social anxiety.
I have self-confidence,
And I love my hair.
I wish people would accept differences.
But, unfortunately, whenever I go out,
I hear things like,
“Mophead!”
“Don’t you ever shower?”
One time, I was walking past a group of police officers,
And they kept making fun of my hair,
And calling me a “seal.”
I couldn’t believe that the people whose job is to protect us,
Would do such a thing.
I wish I could live in a place where I’d be appreciated,
And where people are nice and decent.
I really don’t belong here.