Haircut

This may seem a little strange
But it is on my mind
That sometimes it's the little things
That give sight to the blind

A haircut is necessity
But when too long without
I feel as though I'm not myself
In fact I'm quite the lout

It seems so simple to sit down
And have them trim my hair
But I hate to have it done at all
So I avoid the barber chair

Until it can't wait anymore
And force myself I do
And as the hair piles on the floor
I find myself anew