Forehead
I got a big ass forehead
Let’s be honest, it’s true
Its imposing and huge and takes up too much space
It’s like my auntie staying over for a few days
Sometimes I wish it was smaller
And follow Charmin’s motto,
That less is more
Sometimes I wish it would go away
Like auntie after her and her man stop arguing
But it stores all my secrets
It keeps inventory on all my ideas
And it notes all my knowledge
A bank has a vault, doesn’t it?
A really big vault.
Full of all the money,
gold bars,
and riches a man could want
No one gets upset about a big vault,
Cause it stashes the cash
It stores that which is valuable
My forehead should make me feel powerful
For it is big and strong,
I can’t deny that I try to hide it
And sometimes I wonder why it has to stay
It adds nothing to my self esteem
But then I think
No one wishes their vault away
So why should I wish that on mine?
I love my big ass forehead
It may be imposing,
it may be huge,
it may take up too much space,
but,
It still stores all my secrets
It still keeps inventory of all my ideas
It still notes all my knowledge
My dome is my home
It’s where all my thoughts roam
It's my vault
A really big vault
And no one gets upset about a big vault
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