Your Dreamer

I was hurt.

I was rejected.

I was hated.

I was not beautiful.

No one wanted me.

I wanted to believe someone did.

They told me what I was . . .

Scarred.

Outcast.

Hated.

Ugly.

Alone.

Sorrow.

But You called.

You saved me.

You wanted me.

You loved me.

You called me beautiful.

You wanted to be my closest friend.

You called me Your Dreamer.

You gave Your life for me.

Now I am whole.

You are my Savior.