New Haircut
New Haircut Each strand that falls to the floor is a memory detached The more you cut the more memories you get rid of As I look at all the hair on the floor I begin to feel hopeful Hopeful of the new beginnings that a new haircut promises A fresh start A fresh perspective As I look in the mirror I see a stranger, and yet I see a familiar face The face of someone who has freed herself of all the dark memories this past year has given her The face of someone who is eager to be physically and emotionally free of what is holding her down The face of someone who is ready for new memories and new beginnings And to think, all this started with a new haircut
