Leyla Steyn - Haircut

Who told you that image does't matter?
That girl with the pocket mirror
That never really goes in the pocket
Always open, always being moaned at.

Who told you that image doesn't matter?
Her with the unforgiving eye
Burning holes in last season's attire.

Who told you that image doesn't matter?
The people who watched and laughed
While you hated yourself
For the most unimportant mistakes

Whoever told you that image doesn't matter
Is a liar.

Leyla Steyn

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