You Don't Kow Hair

A story about Eliyana

“A pain that only exists to make me feel comfortable”.

...Well this was meant to be a light-hearted approach,

an approach that never warrants simplicity,

but rather course questions about my roots.

Can you not see my ancestry?

My ancestry is lathered in Moroccan oil and hair cream...

Well, now you should smile,

smile and pretend to comprehend the naivety of my hair routine.

On the brighter side...

YOU, forgot to ask me about my favourite colour.