Skin

I wonder if anyone ever loves the skin that they are truly in,

If one does not love the skin that God has provided is it a sin?

As I look in the mirror at my imperfections,

I realize the only ones I can see are superficial,

But I am still uncomfortable in this skin.

Skin is a blessing to have,

Some lose their skin to fires, abuse, objects, or disease,

I would never want to find myself begging for skin, saying, Lord, please.

I guess I should be happy with my imperfections,

As it was perfectly created by God.

Even though, I do not like the skin that I am in,

I pray that through maturity, I am able to appreciate what others may wish for. Skin, that provides protection, life, and beauty.