Hazel brown eyes
Pointy little nose
A heart-shaped face, pouty red lips
And yet they called her faceless

Sparkling green eyes
Beautiful freckles and scars
A stubby round face
And yet they called him faceless

Was it because their faces could not be seen
Or was it because their faces were imaginary
But no, it was because there is no face for the human race
As every human is different

There is no label for what a face should look like
And there is no face to be compared to
We all own a face of features
That makes us equally different and beautiful