someone

Pressing my face against the glass, I see them.

Diamonds sparkling, glittering, smiling at me.

They flash their perfectly cut and cleaned corners in my direction.

And I decide... 

I'll be a diamond.

Watching TV I see her.

​Perfectly poised on the runway, walking in six-inch stilettos without missing a beat.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, rosy cheeks, red lips.

Designed to be desired in every way.

A model with feathery white wings.

And I decide...

I'll be an angel.

Flipping through the glossy pages of a magazine I see her.

A perfectly Photoshopped smile.

Volumized hair pictured mid-graceful hair flip.

Legs that go for miles and curves perfectly designed for a little black dress.

And I decide...

I'll be her. The nameless girl with the perfect everything.

Staring in the mirror I see...

No one.

The no one with the tired blue eyes.

The no one with freshly waxed eyebrows.

The no one with a nose too big for her face, a crooked smile, and baby ears.

The no one who wants to be 

... a diamond.

... an angel.

... her.

The no one who wants to be

Someone.

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If you ever feel this way please remember that God created you in HIS image. You are someone unbelievably special. Someone who is loved by the only One who matters. You're someone who is forgiven and set free. You're someone more valuable than all of the diamonds in the world.

Never forget it.

​xoxo Jenni