My Body Is The House I Grew Up In
My body is the house I grew up in
Through her windows, I get to see
Through her chimney, I get to breathe
Her foundation always supporting me
I Don’t Have Perfect Skin, But I’m Still Beautiful
Maybe your genes have you set up for failure as far as a crystal-clear face goes. But what about those killer curves you have that your friends would die for? What about your thick, luscious hair that you don’t have to wash for three days?