I like the way
My own to hands smell
After I put lovely scented lotion on them
I like the taste of my own food
The way my hair moves in the wind
I like it when people appreciate me
Notice me for the way I am
I would love to close my eyes
Spin around on the ground
In the center of the street
As cars pass bye
I love the way
I don't have to care
I don't care about getting run over
I like thew Way god made me exist
To be with caring people like you
Thank you
