Volume was added to my hair

Hair removed from my legs

Lips from chapped to smooth

Nails coated in shiny paint

Lotion softened my hands

And a boy my heart…

But let's not talk of that one now

My eye brows were shaped

My skin erased of acne

My skin coated in tan

My eyelashes curled

My roots came back in and natural colors shined through

And now I'm told I am beautiful

But inside, the process is still happening

God's make-over isn't complete yet

And neither is my life

Or his plans.

Beauty on the outside

Doesn't mean on the inside

But for now I'll enjoy playing those mind games

Making one think that I am wonderful




When inside I am crying

Because although misery loves its company

Company doesn't like misery.