My Hippopotamus

The chucky of the body makes it whole Is it there for a valid reason The toughness of the skin makes it solid Is it there to cover the softness Loving my structure I might be quite But when my mouth is open The world hears me I might not be the one to look at But the world stares at me I might not be a lion in the jungle But I am the king in the water The eyes stays hiding under the water What a concealed environment The feet stays firmly on the ground What a confidence it has Must I continue