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Pull. Tag. Knot. At a young age I grew a dislike for my hair, A morning nightmare of tangles and despair. It was not only the hassle but the scrutiny by the other schools kids and their curiosity. This led me towards a black woman's dream. a chemical altering tub of white cream. The creamy crack which highlights our oppression, to fit in and create a fake impression. yet still in our time we keep this ideology, that straight hair is good in our psychology. As dark comes from light, and light comes from dark, We should be more concerned about aesthetics of the heart.