For a girl who worth it....

My dearest girl,

People can judge you easily.They can make fun of your  curls by raising them around you and what you can do is just crying!They won't care if their 'fun' deeply hurt you.Who cares,if you can't control your curly hair,hair that look so odd according to them.Who cares,if you can't stop them to seem as if you've had a current shock.

My pretty little barbie,world won't stop hurting you again and again.You would suffer the sea-saw of pain and happiness.Sometimes,you would cry out but,mind you, your pure little drops are precious.Don't waste them for those hair that are already sleek and shiny.You look so fine..so gracious with those hair that play and beautifully swing when you run.Your hair might not be that same as Rapunzel had but be merry!as you won't bear the pain of carrying your prince higher.Your every curl is as same when the blossom springs and then turns to a flower.They're nourishing and let them nourish.Let not this filthy world tease them.If you mourn for your hair then remember my little girl,your tiny head looks so pretty with those delicate curled locks.When a beautiful eye would catch your pretty hair it would admire them because it knows that it suits your naive and innocent nature.

I adore your hair!so,why you groan?why you get hurt so soon?Don't be a small,little fresh fish that is used as a bait....Let not this world crush you!

Be happy!you're not Rapunzel!be happy and sing with gaiety and happiness!

And let your curls grow...

Most beautiful curls....

From,

your ardent admirer!

and,the,i love your frok!:D