I have been watching this body grow and transform
Since I was a wiry little girl with crooked tiny teeth
Since I was a balloon, blown up before my fifth year of school
Since I was only allowed to wear hoodies that hid a disgusting body
Since I was slimmer but not pretty, braces fixing what didn’t need to be fixed
Since I was covered in acne I couldn’t control, with an appetite I could
Since I was thin, athletic, and proud to exist in such a way
Since I was shameful, light-headed from hunger
Since I was broken, and worthless

Since I was found, redeemed, and finally worth saving.
And now, I am looking more and more like a woman every day
But I can’t see my progress in a mirror
But in the way I hold myself, like I finally am worthy of the space I take up
But not because I am beautiful - although I am;
But because I am a child of a King, which makes me a princess,
And I will never look at this body and tell that little girl
That she deserves to die ever again
Because the price has been paid,
And the blood has been spilled
And my King is coming for me, and for every little girl
And every little boy, who ever felt like they were unworthy of love.