“Stop criticizing God’s masterpiece!”
Music, words, insight, truth. I heard the words – and saw my mirror – deep down inside.
Julie I love you lady, you have put down on a page such honesty it connected somewhere in the deepest part of me. Thank you.
(likes and comments to this fabulous lady, please)
She’s watching everything I do
“Mom I want to be like you”
she wants to paint her face like me
I swore I’d put aside
the things I see in the mirror that I despise
I’d look at myself through my Father’s eyes
but who am I kidding?
I catch my own self
trying to fit a mold never made for me
trying to change the things I see
with my eyes
such a hypocrite, I talk a good talk
but when push comes to shove
can I walk the walk?
cause deep down I’m still a little girl
with those lines on my face
I drew lines in the sand
cause I don’t want my girls
giving into the world’s demands
trying to be a size
He never made her to be
trying to look like a Barbie Doll fantasy
instead of the masterpiece
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