What you see of me

Looking at the mirror as it's looking back at me

Seeing all the things I hate to see

God, I know you love me and will take me as I am

Transform my parts and do not let me be

Destructive thoughts I carry deep within my hollow soul

They splinter the foundation of my good

I need to see reflections that you visualize for me

If I had your eyes I know I would

Man views me on the surface that of which I am resigned

It's the inside that I yearn to be remade

The jagged damaged pieces settled fast inside my mind

They wait upon your hands to be re-laid