I changed my hair that many times
Yuck
I just want to go back to basics
One when i am not wasting planet resources
The time i am not wasting water
Electricity
When all it does is sends me back to the hairdresser
To chop of my long locks
Coz the colour had split the ends
Dried it out like a loofa
Frizzed it up like i am in a lost bush
The one that breaks a thousand brushes
When all along
My natural colour that God gave me at birth
Suits me best of all