Revealed
Standing in the door
clothing falls to the floor
As layer upon layer peeled
I am revealed
Scars and imperfections
a map without directions
My fingers begin to explore
touching and tracing every pore
Suddenly I am filled with disgust
knowing I will never again trust
No mortal man could ever see
how different God has made me
As I hurry to re-dress
the horrible thoughts progress
I become angry, even livid
the warmth is running through me ever so vivid
Insecurities continue to race through me
and with each new one I tend to agree
"Beauty is only skin deep"
the phrase is indeed cheap
Although beauty comes from within
everyone yet looks to the physical skin.
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