Sometimes the cloud makes it hard to think
There are thoughts rushing through my mind
People telling me who I should be
What I should wear
How I should look
I think I'm not good enough
That's what the world tells me
So doesn't that make it true?
Your hair isn't straight
You have crooked teeth
You don't have the right clothes
Your thighs are too big
Who is the world to dictated how I should look, who I should be
Who are they to tell me what to wear
Their opinion makes no difference
I am a daughter of the one TRUE King
God made me in His image.
I am not of this world
To Him I am perfect; I am wonderfully made
He doesn't care if I wear designer jeans
To Him it's not important if I wear my hair just right
Because in His eyes I am flawless
In His eyes, I'm enough.