It’s easy to feel important
when others throw coins my way
praising me for a face so exotic
yet universally beautiful-
bone structure to be envied,
eyes sparkling with clarity.
But what would I be without
these memorable features?
I would be outright unrecognizable.
I’d look like a Picasso painting
where all my parts have been
scattered becoming merely
a (dis)array of contorted shapes.
But unlike Picasso’s masterpieces,
I would have lost my value.