Body

My body is a book, A 14 year old book with hundreds of storys to tell from the horizontal scars on my arms, to the birth mark under my chin, my body is a book that uses my face as the cover, A new page being written every time i speak and let a lisp ridden sentence leave my tongue, my body is a book the stories of my life written in the rainbow ink that is my tears and black glitter that is my blood yes my bodys a book, not yet fully open to be read but sits on display for your to know that i am here yes darling my body is a book and one day you will read it