All of you precious people,
all you precious men and women:
do not fret or fear,
you are never alone.
Just as I am here,
someone is there.
Someone exists
to repair your breaking soul,
and help you rebuild yourself whole.

No matter who you are,
someone out there loves you.
You may not think this true,
so then keep living
and prove me wrong.
You'll realize I'm right before long.

I am more than just my body
Or numbers on a scale
I am more than those grades
That say I pass or fail
I am more than just my body
Not a meaningless piece of flesh
I am more to this world
But am judged none the less
I am more than just my body
I have a mind and a soul;
A heart that can be broken or made whole
I am more than just my body
Not an object for your use,
Your jeers, taunts and verbal abuse
I am more than just my body
Not a toy meant to amuse
I am more than just my body
My face or my size
More than a conquest or a prize
I am more than just my body
I love myself for the person in which I grew
And here's a secret,
I am more than just my body
And so are you.

My body becomes a wreck
if I don't take care of it
and am dissatisfied

if it's not all that beautiful
not as it seems, and so much
should change what can't be done

I see shiny people everywhere
they devote their bodies
as temples

of flesh, bones, and blood
to plastic beauty
or something higher

but my temple is for myself
a work of art
of my mind

that listens
when my body calls
for recognition and tenderness

to give and receive it
I am not an avatar
but intimately myself

Her golden locks of blonde hair
Were once brunette

Her baby blue eyes that sparkle like diamonds in the sun
Were once a shade of mocha brown

He glanced at her natural beauty
And decided it wasn't enough

So she quickly made arrangements
And the new her was born.