Insecurities

: I've always been a little self-conscious and insecure .
Now he's got me even more self-conscious and I still cant be sure .
This world got us all confused discombobulated .
It's like we all forgot who's our real creator .!
Us ladies we wake up we look in the mirror 
What do we see ?? His "WCW" or what's really in that mirror. . ?
All I ever saw was my flaws I never always saw the beauty in them .
Covering up my freckles outlining my lips pushing up my boobs sucking in my stomach all because my girl BeBeTheBody is killin em' .
But it takes a real woman to admit. .
That today my Insecurities will not win !
 
I TO AM BEAUTIFULLY MADE . 

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