Black hair,Short black hair.I tried to sing with the birds but you kept me in my cage.Tormented, was this a metaphor as a child?A harrowing reminder of what is yet to come?Foolish, now you see don't you?The controller.It twisted its roles.A childhood filled with foreshadowed scenes followed by the falling action you produced.I couldn't sing with the birds but you sang for me.I learned to sing along with you.I learned to deceive you.I learned to do a lot of things going against you.But didn't you go against me too?Yet there you were and here i was, your prodigal child. Blonde hair,Long blonde hair.