My body
Welcome to my face
Meet Mr. Zit, He’s decided to stay
These are my brows
They’re a mess and have a mind of their own
This is my smile
She’s kinda fake at times
But we accept her for who she is
Meet my singular dimple, she’s cheeky
Welcome to my hair
She is thin and thinks she is edgy
She swears
“It’s just a phase mom”
But we love her no matter what
Welcome to my arms
They’re twins
But the right one is
Older and stronger than her sister
They like to think that they’re muscular
But looks don’t matter
Welcome to my thighs
They’re so strong, beautiful
And covered in battle scars
They’re are my favorite aunts
Welcome to my stomach
She’s plump and sweet
But toned at the same time
It is so fun to hug her
Oh and her skin is oddly soft
Welcome to my chest
To the gals
They’re twins
The right one a couple minutes older
They’re beautiful
Welcome to my body
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