I have independent Skin.
I pick fights; it always win.
And, I bear the scars.
It won't be controlled at all.
I have stubborn Lips.
Indifferent to applications,
shunning faux hydration,
they demand water in sips.
I have revolutionary Hair.
It ain't going nowhere.
Resistant, here to stay,
it always has its way.
I have my father's Nose.
Too proud to be hidden,
it's big and bold
and loving center stage,
the prima donna of my Face.
I'm learning to let them be;
they're not for pestering.
Love them as they are,
give them nurture and care,
and embrace every feature
from my nose to my hair.
P.S.
That's the look of resignation. 😩😂
I surrendered to self love, mustache, pimples, scars, and dry lips included, and that was a beautiful decision. ❤