SUNSHINE

"YOU'RE STUPID AND UGLY."

THOSE WORDS STILL RUN THROUGH MY HEAD

AS IF THEY WERE A MANTRA.

I NOW KNOW I'M NOT STUPID

BECAUSE YOU CAN THROW ME INTO ANY SCHOOL AND I PROMISE YOU BECAUSE I AM ADMITTEDLY SO COMPETITIVE WILL MAKE STRAIGHT A'S.

BUT AS FOR THE UGLY PART,

I'M NOT SO SURE.

BUT WHEN I LOOK AT MY CHILDHOOD PICTURES

I THINK HOW CUTE I WAS

WITH MY SUN STREAKED HAIR,

DIMPLES AND FRECKLES.

WHERE DID SHE GO?

I DON'T THINK I'M SO SPECIAL.

I DO LIKE MY EMERALD EYES

AND MY AUBURN HAIR,

BUT AS FOR THE REST OF ME,

I DON'T MUCH CARE.

BUT SUNSHINE IS STILL THERE,

BURIED SOMEWHERE

DEEP INSIDE

CRYING TO COME OUT,

WHICH EVENTUALLY SHE WILL,

EVEN IF IT'S NOT TIL THE END

WHEN I'M RUNNING THROUGH THE GARDEN,

SMELLING THE SWEETNESS IN THE AIR,

SITTING AT MY LORD'S FEET,

WORSHIPING HIM AS HE DESERVES.

I CANNOT WAIT FOR THAT DAY

WHEN I GO HOME

AND SUNSHINE RETURNS.