Vanity

Vanity
you've got a death grip
life slipping
hold upon me

I look into the mirror
and all that I see
red bumps, flaws
stretch marks and scars
blonde hair I wish was brunette
Images of what I should look like
I cannot forget

I see anything but beauty staring back at me
I see those legs
her hair
Creating a compilation of images
I cannot compare to

This confident and sassy demeanor
don't let it fool you
Loud and proud
what seems like strength and dignity

When really inside I am screaming
"HEY! Just for a second
 will you notice me?"

Am I enough for you
to peel your eyes off of your computer screen?

Hours of staring --
primping, curing
and perfecting
Yet still unsatisfied with the reflection
that is supposed to be me

Judging my value
by the size of my jeans
spending nights broken
because I don't feel worth desiring

But wait...
Something catches me

The eyes of a savior
gazing at me

Pulling me up out of the ocean
of my own fears and insecurities

Turning me towards the mirror
and breaking my 'what's supposed to be'
and He cries,
"Daughter, don't you know?
I already chose you --
you are enough for me."

My blood does not only cover your sin
but it saves you from lies
allow me to speak truth to you again.

You are mine beloved --
the holes in my hands are proof

No matter what this world may tell you
about your size, skin and desirability
Just remember that my hand were the ones
that designed your very being

Though you see all of these imperfect qualities
I see you through a flawless lens

I see a heart that I made true
Eyes deep as the sea
Feet that keep running
though the race become tiring

I see a masterpiece

So please daughter do not question my work
for my creation is my pride and joy

I made you out of my heart
and in my image
so when you doubt yourself
you are doubting a part of me

Wake up daughter,
You serve the King of Kings
and a Father whose love
is never ending.