Everything.

It's a stupid, nothing body.
You could live forever and it really would not matter.
But not the face.
There in lies the world you share with all of us.
Or not.
Most of us not.
Through fear and desperation we hide away all that we believe will turn another to disgust us.
To despise all that we are, and subsequently invalidate all that we thought that we were.
This is an error.
Your face is the illusive, complex map to your heart.
It is your ready to work sherpa.
A guide to the stunning contours of all that makes you a wonder to those who love you.
Once set free, it is an open book for the ones who wish to know you.
It is neither stupid, nor nothing.
It is you and it is everything.