Who I Am

To me, I'm beautiful.

To you, I'm ugly.

My different perspectives,

are not as open as yours.

To me, I'm skinny

To you, I'm fat.

My eyes look forward

As yours look back.

I'm stupid and annoying to you,

While I'm just being myself.

You follow him.

You have your muse.

Mine, is myslef.

I follow the footsteps of Jesus.

I am, am I who created me by the Lord.

You aren't, aren't you, created by devil temptation taunts you.

Leave now.

And begone.

You're no longer accepted.

By who you are, are you you?

For one does not change theyself in your own image.

But by the personality that they shalt look from another's view.