Your Eyes

                                  Outcast- 

                            Is what they call me. 

                        Ugly,scared,and already used- 

                    Is all they see when they look upon me. 

                          But when You look at me, 

                              What you see is- 

                                  Beauty. 

                             Your precious child- 

                         Perfection in it's purest form. 

                           My sins are all forgiven, 

                                  My past, 

                                 Forgotten. 

                         So when the scorners come, 

                          Please help me see myself, 

                              In your eyes alone.