I thought I could do it.
Let my grey take over. (That I wasn’t that vain to deny.)
Admittedly, I was curious. Silver locks amongst chestnut. Increasing strands of pure white.
But, we’re talking about a girl who loved purple fusion with kick ass red, all at once.
Layers of grey over years of plain, it’s just too much.
Now that I’m on the other side, I can look back. There’s no use painting over–just defining.