Who Am I?
What makes me, me?
I have been ashamed of me.
Afraid of me.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and
I wonder why You chose me,
What do You see in me that I can't see?
I need to know because it is hurting me,
breaking me, and disappointing me
that I don't see what You see.
It's hard to believe that You find me worthy to be called Your own.
I have doubted You, not trusted You, and blamed You for everything that I feel is wrong with me.
Yet, You love me God! And all I can do is cry and write this to You.
Who Am I? I am whoever You say I am.