Reflections

I look in the mirror
and find myself
confused.
What's this?
A monster looking back!
The epitome of almost--
sorta--
kinda--
not-really-okay,
Oh! How much I lack.

Physically,
mentally,
spiritually too.
How terribly far
I've left to go...
And as I run,
I cover my flaws--
In vain!--
and they never cease to show.

Society shouts and screams--
YOU'RE WORTHLESS--
such horrid cries,
and all I hear.
But then,
You whisper
"beautiful, blessing"
and I know that you are near.

Help me reflect
Your beauty,
that the world may know you
through me.
And when they look,
Lord, I beg you!
hide my face.
May Yours be
ALL
they can see.