Let It Be True

I mournfully, with tears in my eyes, stare into a mirror!
Admittedly, I detest my own reflection!
I can feel the cruel truth drawing nearer!
The one who chose me made a terrible selection!

What can she, in this face I possess, possibly see?
What is there to admire in a face so terribly flawed?
Why would a beautiful creature choose to love me?
Why am I loved by a beautiful, unflawed, creature of God?

Sadly, I am afraid, she will ultimately see the truth!
Undoubtedly, such an event is my greatest fear!
I feel her poor decision may be a product of her youth!
In time she too will see the reflection I see in the mirror!

What can I do to greatly improve myself?
How can I increase the quality of the man I already am?
Am I destined to spend the rest of my days by myself?
Is it possible to decrease my chances of dying a lonely man?

I pray, with my entire being, that her feelings for me shall remain true!
Unfortunately, my undesirable past will not allow me to understand!
I am unable to fathom why she places me within her view!
Dear God allow your work of art to love me for the person I am!