Define me

My Beauty Marks

The bags under my eyes tell how much struggle to wake up every morning for school

 The blisters on my feet show how I keep myself sane by dancing as if I was born to do nothing more

The stuggle for perfection left the tips of my hair to appear like a tree was burned down

The scars on my legs show how much I couldn't take from all of the abandoment and neglect from my parents

My rough hands show how much I fought to keep going through all of the hardships of my childhood

My smile is the only real thing people will get from me