"My Freckled Beauty"

What makes me beautiful?
I think it's my freckles that dot my skin
Or my smile that broadens when someone tells a ridiculous dad joke.
It's my eyes that glisten with tears when I say goodbye
Or when I laugh so hard I pee my pants.
I'm beautiful because I am the perfect size to give you a hug when you're feeling sad or lonely.
When I sing I don't hit the notes, but to me my voice is beautiful.
I love giving a quiet "good night" and "I love you," my soft whispers a sign of beauty.
Or what about when I smooth down my mission name tag and a flood of memories rush down upon me?
I am the kind of beautiful that stresses out when my shoes get dirty but won't care when you fold my clothes the wrong way.
I say I'm confident but then anxiety hits-is that beautiful?
I love the way my letters loop together when I write with my favorite ballpoint pen.
My beautiful secrets will come out at 1 AM, and I'll cry down my laugh lines and freckled skin.