This is me, raw to the bone
Dripping with lines of stretch marks
Infested with pounds of fat
Beneath the layer that’s called skin

This is me, raw to the bone
With a gaping wound in yellow teeth
Covered by the dark flesh
Of equally full fat well pursed lips

This is me, raw to the bone
Draped in cheap silk and fake hair
If your eyes go as far as the nose
You will miss the perfect imperfection
That lies beneath