When I need my hair to cover my face from the world.

I’m a boy.
A boy who once had his ego so high up in the mountains.
But not for long,
he was brought down back slamming to Earth.
Realized, reflected and regretted of his actions.
Now he knew, no one can be so fly forever.

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