It's Sad
That I felt you've completed me
But whenever I remember
That we're apart
It feels like
A part of me is missing
Then it hits me
It's because you have my heart
And you still want to be alone

God made a masterpiece,
God made a masterpiece,
God made a masterpiece when he made me.

I don't need your watermark,
Or your method of strokes.
I've got it all.

I don't need honey pastels to drip down me,
I'm already twice as sweet.

I don't need diamonds to coat my neck,
I already shine as bright as the stars.

I don't need a crown upon my head,
I already know my worth.

I am the daughter of a king.

I've got angel wings buried in my shoulder blades.
I've got halos hidden in my hair.
God made me perfect.

Don't you dare try to color me in,
Don't you dare try to rearrange my pieces,
Because God made a woman out of me.

I've got grace,
Beauty, and
A word filled tongue.
What more can I need?

I've got lavender lily hips,
I've got rose bud budding lips,
I've got a thorn-filled heart as well.
What else can I be blessed with?

Woman is beautiful,
God gave me beauty.

Woman is smart,
God gave me brains.

Woman is strong,
God gave me bravery.

He made me vivacious,
Curvy, curly,
And passionate.

God gave me everything,
Why would I need you?

He made me a Woman.
He made me a masterpiece.
So, why change that?

Two beautiful people
Under a moon lit sky

A stream of tears
That leave the eye

Some call it a tragedy
Some call it a master piece

Whatever it is
It's something untimely

I look over at you and see sunshine,
Rays and rays of never-ending bliss,
Radiating warmth and love.
Truly a living masterpiece;
Alive, beautiful, and breathtaking.