Who Am I?

I just can’t describe this feeling bubbling within me

I feel an attraction

Like someone’s calling my name

Telling me I am perfect because my potter is perfect

Telling me I am beautiful because my potter is stunning

Telling me I don’t have to be like someone else

Telling me my life is perfect because God is in it

Telling me I don’t need people’s acknowledgement

That I need just one

The acknowledgement of my potter

A creator defines his creation

So God defines me

If he says I am doing well, then I am

If he says I am beautiful,then I am

For I am his creation,his work

I am a child of God