Victoria? That's me

Victoria? Yea that's me.

Who asked? Who wanted to be free?

Come with me 

When I explain just who I am maybe you will liberate yourself and plant a seed

I am beautiful

I am worth it

I do not hide behind the filters or the makeup or the angles

reality is I maybe a mess with hair in tangles

I let them perpetuate the beauty that was given from God

when I look in the mirror at times all I can do is nod

Knowing I was knitted together and formed

during this processes I was held up and God said behold

This is what I have created

And no matter what I've done in this life he looks at me and still considers me not faded

God put his paint brush on me and thought me to be beautiful

He held me against a light and felt happiness of that he was full

He breathed air to me that caused my heart to pound

and by every waking second there is more love abound

What lies behind my make up and filters is not someone regular

It is not someone secular

Oh no

I am the daughter of the true God. oh yes

The people around me do not define who I am

What society says about me does not define who I am

What statistics may show about me does not define who I am

niether does my make up 

My followers on twitter 

My friends on Facebook

The amount of likes on instagram 

None of these defines who or what I am

I am defined by my compassion

I am definedby my dignity 

 my respect 

my love

my kindness

I am defined by God

Victoria? Yea that's me

I will not hide who I'm meant to be

So I hope that you will be free

To be who you want to be

Because,

I choose what defines me

I choose the person I want to be

So I'm proud to say...

Victoria? thats me!