I don't know if you really want to know this. "Covered in zits and blotches of all types, races, and colors, my semi tan skin glowers in the darkness. I wear glasses but only so I can see through my horrible vision that people say the whole world has blown up right in their face. My brown eyes are the color of some kind of excretion and I have light brown/maybe blond (I don't knnnnooowww) kind of hair that makes you want to shave it all of." Okay, I'm joking; I've exaggerated a lot.
There are a few lines but not many for my age, those lines are the main paths I have travelled with a heavy load or for someone else. They don't show all the journeys as some are not for the human eye to follow. They run too deep to share with the world who I'm not acquainted with. There is kind brown eyes that can share your sorrow if it helps you travel better. There is a nose that allows me to live each day by breathing in the air of life. There are a set of lips to talk to sooth a tired souls weariness or to laugh at & with the world. My chin saids while I am willing to support you don't take advantage of my kindness as I will withdraw it & it will never return to help you when your in need. I am there for you but not here because of you. So respect my kindness or be sent to Coventry.