Who Do You Say I Am

 

In the near present or future.

There will be plenty a time.

That those who know me not will judge.

According to what they think is divine.

I will never be what they want

And love them the best I can

Only thing matters is the ones who spent time with me.

who do you say that I am?

Do you remember the love I gave?

Was the time spent together true?

Did you do something disrespectful to me?

Did I do something to offend you?

Was our friendship truly genuine

that no one can tell you anything else

If the world came and lied to you

Could you stand on what you know yourself? 

For there will come a time

Where everyone will be against me

And they will refuse to hear you

Or allow you to help freely

So as long as it’s in your heart

That you and I are a living lamb

The world can say and do whatever it feels

I know exactly who I am.

……….Who do you say I am?

Finding your beauty again

One of the most beautiful things in the world.

Comes from suffering, hurt, and cost.

When you think the world no longer loves you.

From the beauty that you lost. 

What the world would see as abnormal.

To the point you are so inclined to agree.

Yet you refuse to hold your head down.

And realize nothing around you is ugly.

You find peace in yourself 

And no longer what they say

Your thankful to be alive

Cause it’s possible you couldn’t be everyday.

You find truth in the small things

The bigs things can wait till they come

You reflect the elegance of the moon

And carry inside the fierceness of the sun

Your words become gentle as the breeze

And your actions absolute as the morning dew

To the point that others will see you unbothered.

And shocked at the beauty radiating all around you. 

Oh what a most wonderful sight to see.

When you realized you are your greatest friend.

When you realized nothing is wrong with you.

When you’re finding your beauty again.