"Open your eyes!" they say giggling and teasing.
The first time I heard this I was confused.
I asked them to explain the joke
but they giggled even more
pulling their eyes taunt and speaking unintelligible words.
"Open your eyes." they say with hair flips and chuckles.
I raise my eyebrows and widen my chestnut eyes
lined with black to enhance their size.
Can't they see that I'm trying to fit in?
I thought cosmetics made my eyes normal sized?
"Open your eyes?" my mom shouts enraged.
Smudged smoky streaks line my face.
I beg and bargain with her
not to take away my makeup.
She is mad that I am ashamed of my ethnicity.
"Open your eyes!" they say,
My eyesight is not very good
but I refuse to wear my glasses.
Now I can not see the notes on the board
and now I do not even want to ask for help.
"Open your eyes!" they say waving a paper in my face.
The paper is my test that I made an F on.
What is going on?
Where did I go wrong?
Aren't I supposed to be smart?
"Open your eyes." I tell myself.
Noticing how when everyone is trying to be the same
sometimes it is way better to look different
to be different.
"Open your eyes!" I tell my mom
As I reveal my makeover.
The makeup artist made my eyeliner winged.
"She likes her eyes to look wide." my mom whispered.
I laughed as the makeup artist told her that it was what I wanted.
"Open your eyes." the optician asked politely
as she placed contact lenses into my eyes.
I blinked as my world adjusted
and crystal clear images swapped out the once blurry.
I peeked into the mirror and loved who I saw peeking back.
"Open your eyes!" I urge myself
holding my graded test in my hands.
I slowly crack one eye open
and squeal in delight at my A+.
I sit a little taller and hold my head a little higher.
"Open your eyes," I read in Psalm 34:8
"and see- how good God is.
Blessed are you who run to him."
I thank God everyday
for making me this way.
Open your eyes.
See your beauty.
See your uniqueness.
See that being you and loving you
is what makes you Flawless.