DON'T TOUCH MY HAIR

This month, I've mostly been singing this. Every time I KILL a twist out look. Every time I want to show off my curls (my hair's getting really long, you guys!). Every time I get near kids while my hair is out and kicking it, enjoying being open to the elements for once. Every time I see a rogue hand racing towards my head. 



Please.

Don't.

Thank you Solange Knowles for putting it so succinctly and so beautifully.

Don't touch my hair

When it's the feelings I wear

Don't touch my soul

When it's the rhythm I know

Don't touch my crown

They say the vision I've found

Don't touch what's there

When it's the feelings I wear

They don't understand

What it means to me

Where we chose to go

Where we've been to know

They don't understand

What it means to me

Where we chose to go

Where we've been to know

You know this hair is my shit,

rode the ride, I gave it time

But this here is mine

You know this hair is my shit,

rode the ride, I gave it time

But this here is mine

What you say, oh

What you say to me [x8]

Don't touch my pride

They say the glory's all mine

Don't test my mouth

They say the truth is my sound

They don't understand

What it means to me

Where we chose to go

Where we've…

taken from Solange's digitalbook "A Seat At The Table"

Read Solange's Digital Book here

Watch Solange's Video here

In fact, just listen to the whole damned album.

Love you,
Karla