Beauty of A Mess.
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
The plate of numbered glass traced her sunken eyes,
Maybelline painted tears she'd cry.
2-7-5 appeared on the thin metal scale.
"Great", she thought. "Another weight loss fail".
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
The copious makeup pile strewn about her sink
could not conceal the hate filled thoughts she would think.
"Who in the hell could love this mess?"
Screamed out the voice of a damsel in distress.
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
Yet, still she continued with painting her face on
Her strength diminished, her willpower gone.
Then, came a whisper so soft yet booming,
saying " Beautiful girl, what ever are you doing?"
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
She shifts her eyes around, "Who said that?", she cried.
In comes the soothing voice again: "My darling, it is I."
At that moment, she knew in her heart it was Him.
She proceeded to explain "I just want to look like them".
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
"Darling", he said, "stop believing these hurtful lies."
"Your beauty is simply priceless in mine own eyes."
"But just look at me!", she screamed. "I'm too short, too dark and too fat."
She proceeds to focus to the healing cut marks on her arms--"How could somebody possibly love that??"
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
"I do." He breathed effortlessly. "Every single fiber, in case you didn't know."
She stood there awestruck, utterly speechless. "If you let me, I'd like the chance to show."
"S-s-sh-show me w-w-w-what??" She trembled.
" How much I love you. Now, not an if, and or a but."
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
"Okay," uttered her nerve filled self.
"Thank you. You'll soon see why I made you to look like nobody else."
"Wait. Why are you treating little old me as if I'm a princess??"
"Well, because you are. I still see the beauty in all of your mess."
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
The plate of numbered glass traced her sunken eyes,
Maybelline painted tears she'd cry.
2-7-5 appeared on the thin metal scale.
"Great", she thought. "Another weight loss fail".
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
The copious makeup pile strewn about her sink
could not conceal the hate filled thoughts she would think.
"Who in the hell could love this mess?"
Screamed out the voice of a damsel in distress.
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
Yet, still she continued with painting her face on
Her strength diminished, her willpower gone.
Then, came a whisper so soft yet booming,
saying " Beautiful girl, what ever are you doing?"
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
She shifts her eyes around, "Who said that?", she cried.
In comes the soothing voice again: "My darling, it is I."
At that moment, she knew in her heart it was Him.
She proceeded to explain "I just want to look like them".
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
"Darling", he said, "stop believing these hurtful lies."
"Your beauty is simply priceless in mine own eyes."
"But just look at me!", she screamed. "I'm too short, too dark and too fat."
She proceeds to focus to the healing cut marks on her arms--"How could somebody possibly love that??"
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
"I do." He breathed effortlessly. "Every single fiber, in case you didn't know."
She stood there awestruck, utterly speechless. "If you let me, I'd like the chance to show."
"S-s-sh-show me w-w-w-what??" She trembled.
" How much I love you. Now, not an if, and or a but."
"I will offer you my grateful heart , for I am Your unique creation, filled with wonder and awe.'
"Okay," uttered her nerve filled self.
"Thank you. You'll soon see why I made you to look like nobody else."
"Wait. Why are you treating little old me as if I'm a princess??"
"Well, because you are. I still see the beauty in all of your mess."
"You have approached even the smallest details with excellence; Your works are wonderful; I carry this knowledge deep within my soul."
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