He's there.
Whispering in my ear.
Telling me I'm worthless.
or other things I now expect to hear.
Telling me I'm fat
telling me I shouldn't eat
telling me I'm too tall
or of sins I can't defeat
telling me the world is the best choice
that I've got it all wrong
telling me that I'm not valueable
or that my nose is too long
telling me I'll never measure up
to the people on TV
telling me I'll never make it
or be who I want to be
whispering in my ear
all these lies and half truths
making me believe
it's the only point of view
as his malicious grin
fills my mind
and I know that he
is not the only of his kind
his mockery continues
day in and day out
sometimes it makes me cry
sometimes it makes me shout
this is something
i can overcome
he is not triumphant
the battle isn't won
All i need to do
is listen to the quieter voice
the one that is so gentle
I have to make the choice
to listen to my Father
who loves me lots and lots
instead of the deceiver
who against me constantly plots
to undermine my confidence
and tell me I'm not pretty
to laugh in my face
and tell me I'm not witty
But I'm listening to the other voice
the voice of reason and love
the voice filled with compassion
the voice that comes from above.
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