The Girl With No Hair

By daniel

When I sat in the dark cold chair- I saw a girl who had no hair

Who gave me such a piercing stare- That it was soon too much to bare

For through my mind her eyes would tear- I don’t know why or when or where

But soon enough she’d find me there- With all I am in open air

Which with this I dare not stare- For who she is I do not care

But thoughts of her in my mind does bare- There thoughts of mind would not seem fair

For since I gazed upon her stare- Away my eyes could never tear

And for my mind all she could bare- Was the image of a girl with no hair