Braids, curls, straight why are you all in my space
All in my space when you haven’t even asked me my name
All in my space, I pull away confusion clouds your face
Curiosity you claim, I see
Given my 3C texture isn’t seen often in mainstream
Objectification of our bodies throughout history
Beginning with the enslavement of my African ancestries
Are what fuels your entitlement mentality
“it’s just hair” you utter disregarding my request
But permission you were not granted
Now I am asking you politely
Next time I might not take your action so lightly
And you can save all that “angry black woman” bullshit perpetuated by society
Please DON’T touch my hair!