lose your hair its old!!

Lose your hair, it's old,
Like autumn leaves turning gold.
A cap of ignorance you wear,
With every strand of hair.

Your life is like a tree,
Each year adding rings, don't you see?
That hair a testament to time,
A symbol of your story and climb.

Don't hide the lies with your spray,
Embrace the journey, come what may.
For in your hair, there's beauty and pain untold,
A tale of life that's worth being told.

So let your hair be wild and free,
A reflection of the person you came to be.
For every strand is a reminder true,
Of all that you've been through.