Only HE Can Define Me
I am nervous and afraid.
I am confident on the stage.
I am beauty.
I am grace.
Only He can define me.
I am hopeful when all is hopeless,
I see past the dark.
I am scarred and I am scared,
But my scars were my art.
I have beaten those demons
And broken my heart.
Picked up the pieces
And been torn apart.
I pull myself together once again.
I am more than just makeup and a cheesy grin.
I am a performer
And a poet.
I am character shoes
And bright red lipstick.
I am sheet music
And guitar strings
And the calluses on my fingertips.
I am everything I love and so much more.
I am angry and ornery and spiteful and weak.
But I am forgiven and saved and washed in the Blood
If these words pinned beneath my pen are all I leave behind when I go, then let it be.
With His Faith and Excellence, I have everything I will ever need.
I am my grandmother's faith
And my mother's persistence.
I am my grandfather's pride
And a little girl's hero.
There is so much more to me than meets the eye.
But only He can define me.