There is music playing. I open my eyes and look down im sitting in this weird chair. Theres like this metal bar that my feet are resting on. This chair although its weird, strangely is somewehat confortable. I look up theres someone right in front of me staring at me. I blink, no wait thats me in a mirror. The room is bright. The floor is checkered black and white and  has stuff all over it. The walls are white or maybe a tan im not really sure. I begin to look around and notice im not the only one sitting on a weird chair. There are other people there. People i dont know or ever saw before. Why am i here? This room is strange. The walls is lined with mirrors with people sitting in front of them on these chairs. Then someone touches my head and says "how are you today?". I look up in the mirror and she is standing behind me with a smile on her face. I force a smile and say im good. But to my horror i see she has a scissors in her hand. NO! She cant do it. Shes gonna cut my hair. I hate going to the barber.

A single tear drips from my eye

I try to hold back but have to cry

Life used to be happy and so nice

But it all left in the time it takes to blink twice

Life is full of ups and downs

Many smiles and many frowns

But every time it gets us down

We have to pick ourselves up off the ground

And turn that frown upsidedown