little girl

a little girl,
hiding her face from the rest of the world
she searches for someone to love her,
but no one seems to care
she wants someone to be real to her
but she dare's not be real herself.

she lives out a lie
putting all she has into an image,
an image of perfection
hoping that she will find true love and acceptance
but she just cant see
that nobody can love a lie

a myriad of conflicting thoughts in her head,
so many different voices whispering in her ear
doubts arise
confusion ensures
and she fails to hear that still small voice,
telling her that she is loved

can't you see that all HE wants is for you to be real with HIM
can't you just let go of the mask,
let go of the mirage?
is the misery worth it?
or would you rather feed your fears
would you rather be fake?
how can people love a mirage?
is it better to be like by everyone, but not loved,
or loved by some and hated by others?

why do you seek phoney affection?
how can a real person love a fake?
or are you satisfied with empty admiration?

There is one who loves you totally
one who will never grow tired of hearing your voice,
if only you would open your eyes and see him
if only you would look pass yourself and your struggles and see him
see him, him who is always there in the midst of our storm
he who is there no matter how many times we reject him
he never grows tired of chasing after us

if only you would accept that he does things his way
that his ways are above ours

Just let him prove that he is real
Just shut out all the other voices and listen to him
If it is real love and acceptance you seek?
Why do you not give it a chance?