Visions

There's clouds and sunshine
Drawn out on a piece of printer paper.
And we're gonna thank her,
Cause this picture is worthy of the front of the refrigerator.
A picture of a house,
with a door, a window, and a chimney.
With five stick figures labeled: mommy, daddy, brother, sister, and me.
And it's so adorable
Cause the artist is only six,
And she spent her whole recess working on it.
And to us, no, it's not perfect but it's worth it.
Cause to the artist it's a work of art.
And little girl,
You're getting older now,
And you look in the mirror and you don't like that image.
So you cover it in cosmetics,
And skip meal after meal to lose the shape
That your artist intended.
But I'm here to tell you, "You were made in God's image."
And if that's not enough for you,
Then what is?
Don't change the shape that the artist intended
To cater to the mindset of some useless pigs.
Cause in the eyes of the One who made you,
Babygirl you're perfect.
You're perfect.
Don't change what's been made.
Cause you're perfect.
Don't change,
The shape.
Cause in the eyes of the One who matters,
You're so perfect.