The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I feel
Because I am kind and loved.

The thrill on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I accept
Because I am just and honoured.

The mole on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I choose
Because I am thoughtful and
composed.

The wrinkle on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I absorb
Because I am sensitive and burdened.

The scar on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I reflect
Because I am open-minded and
defined.

The world on my face is not
unreal,
It bears witness to how I evolve
Because I am natural and determined.

© Imlyt

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