Face-off

I left my house without my face!

Oh what am I to do?

Oh darn! Oh drat! Oh deep disgrace!

I know I’m me, but who?

I feel like I am in disguise.

There’s no one in the mirror!

No cheeks! No nose! No mouth! No eyes!

I wish I could be clearer!

I never got to thank my face

For what it’s meant to me,

And now I’ve got a blank in place

Of my identity!

Does someone have a marker?

Or a crayon? Or a pen?

I’ll paint my face in darker

So it won’t come off again!