You cant get your pigtails back
The pigtails strutted across the hall alone.
A walking temptation.
She faced sneers from other girls,
putting her down. She felt inferior.
Yet, she fought the pressure with tears in her eyes
until she caved in one day and
the sneers stopped.
She bled and teared on the bed where
the boy, paid for his service, lay.
She lost her pigtails in the mess.
She strutted down the hall
with the other girls.
As she sneered at other pigtails,
she could sense them sneering back,
putting her down. She was superior but inferior.
With tears in her eyes,
she knew her innocence was gone forever
once the other girls penetrated her life.
