Redheaded Rebel

They say all redheads have a terrible temper

They say all redheads possess no soul

They say all redheads sunburn easily

They say all redheads can’t wear pink

 

Redheads are now referred to as gingers

Redheads are said to earn freckles for soul stealing

Redheads are called day walkers

Redheads are called many horrible names

 

But I’m here to say that sometimes I get angry

I’m here to say that I am not soulless

I’m here to say yes, I need extra sunscreen

I’m here to say that I’ll wear any color I want

 

I’m a redhead not a ginger

My freckles don’t represent stolen souls

I am not a vampire who is out during the day

I am not a carrot top or any other derogatory thing

 

I refuse to stoop to the level of those who instigate

I refuse to be a stereotype accepted by so many

I’m not going to let someone else tell me what I am

My hair color is not who I am

 

I’m a rebel redhead and I blaze my own trail

I’m a redheaded rebel who won’t conform

I’m blessed with such a beautiful hair color

I love it and would not want it any other way

 

Red hair is a recessive gene

So, it is the least likely to appear in a child

Isn’t it great to have something so unique?

I can claim my red hair and be proud of it

 

I’ll never dye my hair for fear of my mother’s reaction

Why would I want to ever change it?

I get compliments on it a lot

I take those kind words and use them to shut out negativity

 

I’m a rebel redhead because I refuse to settle

I’m a redheaded rebel because I love being me

I’m a rebel redhead because I’m deaf to the hurtful words

I’m a redheaded rebel and I love my hair

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