Me

I am my crooked smile

I am my brown frizzy hair

I am the perfectly formed wrinkles

I am the silly clothes I wear

I am the emotional wave

That I hide so very well

I am the childhood secrets

That I refuse to ever tell

I am this awkward body

I am the size it has chose to be

I am the imperfect love

In which I give and then receive

I own everything I am

And respect all in which I am not

For if I was any other way

I'd have failed my lesson life had taught

by me