Dem Bones

Inside every one of us,
A skeleton resides.
Unless exposed by X-rays,
It’s protected and it hides.

The thin among us feel its bones,
Reminding us it’s there;
While those of pillowy proportions
Know it’s tucked somewhere.

In med school, students learn the names
Of every single bone.
On Halloween, a skeleton
That dances might be shown.

But other times, we all forget
That underneath our skins,
We all resemble one another,
More alike than twins.