Thanks for the genes mom and pop

When I see pictures of myself, I don't associate them with the way I perceive me to be.
It's like my mind makes up a completely different character than the one who looks at me in the mirror.
I never realized how full my bottom lip is, and how the top one has character and flirts. 
My nose isn't so much the focus, but my eyes are dark and lustful. The corners of them draw out, they're shaped quite beautifully, and my eyebrows have potential nowadays; they're growing in fuller and shapely.  My freckles haven't been so dark in years, and my skin is actually quite clear. I love the way the moles on my neck aren't thick and ugly like a witch's, but they're speckled and little and perfectly round and they give me texture.  I have such an interesting palette!  

I really appreciate how fascinating I am and how lively I look to everyone else.
I'm almost twenty, and I feel like I'm just learning the most important things I'll ever learn. This is my time, I AM ALIVE.