Where acceptance is all there is
I would like u to meet Anna, she is my new wig.
Anna is brown with a few highlight's.
She likes to tickle me and loves to poke in my eye's.
I'm really clumsy with this thing, I dont know where or how to put it.
This wig is not made of real human hair but she's synthetic.
I look like a whole different person and people also treat me different.
An example of that, every day in school people take a bow around me (without wig) and now they're standing on my feet so close. And when i wear my wig (i dont know if this is a good thing) truck drivers wave and toot to me.
It's a love and hate relationship between me and Anna.
But I must say, I'm happy to have her.