Look at me,
smiling seemingly having it all.
Look at me,
smiling standing upright and tall.
Look at me,
what don’t you see?
A scared little boy inside the man.
A monster of depression about who I am.
An ego driven hypocrite who pretends to stand.
An eternal soul that inhabits physical space.
A beloved child who hides his face.
A fallen saint in search of grace.
Look at me!
I’ll tell you what you also do not see!
A sinner saved by grace.
A beauty behind this tortured face.
A saint destined for heaven’s place.
A complicated yet still loved man.
Who struggles everyday to believe.
An eternal hope that is conceived.
And his glorious future is planned.
~Mark Schutter ©2015
