Body Breathes with Knowledge
my face lies bare of foundation, exposing my imperfect skin tones
my eyebrows reflect of asymmetry, craving for a proper wax
my lips require a fuchsia lipstick, whispering gossip of insecurity
my blemishes and wrinkles yearn for a concealer, exemplifying a teen’s worry of age
while
my heart knows the foundations of the political system by heart, ranging from the Framers to freedom of speech
my brain reflects of the even symmetry of a quadratic function, admiring its positivity and negativity
my loose leaf pages of my poetry stick out, wanting to be understood
my body conceals what I am hiding behind a filter, seeking for the essential of life
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