Look Past the Shell
Who am I beneath the skin?
Look past my work
my friends
even my family
I am not who I always appear to be
Nor am I always what I don't appear to be
Look past my work
my future
my past
Take off the glasses
tinted with the view
of what is expected
according to society
The girl has soft, brown curls - natural, no products or curlers
Freckles dot her face
placed perfectly imperfectly
She is short
She doesn't wear make-up
She doesn't wear the latest fashions
She prefers to wear a simple t-shirt and jeans
She is not the ideal girl as decided by society
But her looks don't matter
You'd see that if you looked past everything
Look into my eyes
You'll see a universe of infinite stars
Each star is its own little world
Its own little piece
Of the person that is me
You will find a girl with a heart
She loves to laugh
But she also loves to feel
to care
to cry
She has deep faith in God above
To take care of her
to love her
and bears a cross in her heart
in rembrance of her true Savior.
You will find a girl that has a passion
A passion for music
It's in her heart
It swells, it rises
It falls into the deep recesses of her mind
and she loves to feel the story it tells.
My body is just a shell
Who I really am is inside
Will you be brave enough to take off the glasses?
Will you be brave enough to look past my shell and see me?