Crooked Smile
My hair does not flow down the length of my back
My nose is straight and wide, my bottom lip fat
My eyes are coffee brown, my nail polish chipped
No, I don’t wear a D cup or have big, full hips
But the rare times I smile they say its quite pretty
I deny their compliments. They retort, “What a pity”
“Girl, you should know you’re beautiful regardless.”
“Baby, you should know your flaws make you flawless”
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