Blonde-Haired Girl

When I was little I had blonde hair
Locks like strings of silk
Hair like honey you would drop in milk
My blonde hair made me who I was
Well my hair and my grades

People knew the girl who got all a’s and had blonde hair
But when I got to high school she was no longer there
The locks I had darkened
The praise I got was lost
And that came with a cost

All my blonde-haired girl coins had been spent
My grades made their inevitable descent
And I lost who I was

So maybe my hair isn’t blonde anymore
And the standard I had become accustomed to dropped to the floor
But the blonde-haired girl I once knew grew up

And at the death of my blonde hair
Plus the grades I once used to love
I finally found the girl I was supposed to be