Masterpiece

He tells me that I'm "just too much"

But I'm confident that I am enough 

He tries to bring me down 

He tells me that I'm a "piece of work"

But I tell him that I'm a masterpiece 

I'm strong and my feelings aren't hurt

They Call Me

They call me a bad Christian

Heretic, abomination

They say that I'm apostate

That I'm not even really a Christian 

That I have no place 

in the Kingdom 

That I've lost my way 

They call me a backslidden heathen

Devil worshipping hellion

They think it'll hurt my feelings 

Intimidate me and change my mind 

But now I can only laugh and say thanks

I just can't see things the same 

Even though they smear my name 

I can't blindly believe 

I have to ask questions 

Dive deep 

I won't tow their line 

I won't submit 

They try to bully me into submission 

But I speak up and won't quit

I'm not meek and mild

I'll keep seeing in shades 

of rainbow and gray 

It's my choice, my faith