To Cut or Not To Cut

Yes, my fellow students.
Yes, my family and friends.
Yes, world.
No, you cannot call me Bob now !
Yes, I am still as much of a girl as I was yesterday, today.
No, my sexual orientation has not caused this sudden change.
Yes, I cut it all.
No, it doesn't feel “weird” awaking up without it.
Yes, I'm happy.
No, so stop being immature jerks.
So what if I'm the only girl with short hair in my class ?
Does it bother you ?
Will this put a stop to our friendship ?
You do know it grows back, right ?
To cut or not to cut, 'twas not the question.
I needed some change,
I needed to forget the last year.
How could I, with my hair...
Hair that had soaked up everything about the last 360 days.
My brown locks would drag me down.
No matter how many times I washed it,
It stunk of sickness, pain and depression.
Why carry it around me, like some sort of black hole ?
So, I got rid of it.
New, healthy hair will grow in its place,
For 2013.
And you know what ?
I love the new me.
So, give me a break already.