When They Look At Me

When they look at me, they see what only eyes can see

A pretty face filled with melancholy grace

And a girl marked by disgrace;

But when I see myself from the inside out

I see strength and beauty overpowering doubt.

I have claimed my place

And took on my own pace

The twisted knife of life no longer punctures my faith.

 I have power from above

And a world full of people to love;

I will not be defined by past mistakes,

But by the steps, moving forward, I will take.

Let the angels be my witness and God be my judge;

I am his creation.

I've been set free by the blood.