I’m staring at my worst enemy and it’s me that’s looking back
With a nose the size of Mount Everest
And black heads like pot holes on an old worn down road
Eyes like mud puddles covered by thick dark glasses
Teeth like a jig saw puzzle
Arms not flabby but weak
Breasts much bigger than necessary
A stomach that says I love a late night snack
Scars across my hips, thighs and legs
Cover up the slight beauty of my soccer toned calves
Wide feet caused by my barefoot habit and mother’s genes
I am imperfection.
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