THE UGLINESS WITHIN

I look at myself,

And although I see the beauty,

And I see the glamor,

I see the anger,

And I see the rage,

With which I engage,

My own being,

In trying to be,

What I ought to be.

And I find it a task,

To be as vast in my thoughts,

As I am in my sight,

And I find it overwhelming,

Because I know,

And I truly know,

That I cannot,

And I will not,

Make it on my own,

Because the ugliness within,

Stays no longer within,

And I fear that it begins,

To reign supreme,

Over my whole being.

So today I pray, that

As I try to lose,

My weights and awe,

That my not so perfect self,

Will be perfected in Jesus Christ,

And I will be able to rest,

So that I will no longer,

Take any interest,

And pay any attention,

To THE UGLINESS WITHIN.