Freckles
Natasha Bedingfield
I used to care so much about what others think about Almost didn’t have a thought of my own
The slightest remark would make me embark
On the journey of self doubt
But that was a while ago
This girl has got stronger
If I knew then what I know now
I would have told myself don’t worry any longer its okay
Cuz a face without freckles is like a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
Who you are
Who you are
Who you are
I wondered if I could trade my body with somebody else in magazines
With the whole world full at my feet
I phantom worthy and would blame my failures on the ugliness I could see
When the mirror looked at me
Sometimes I feel like the little girl who doesn’t belong in her own world
But im getting better
And im reminding myself
Cuz a face without freckles is a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
Reflecting who you are
Reflecting who you are
HmmmWhoooooo whoa hmmmm oooooo
Cuz a face without freckles is a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
I really like this young artist. Her music is not typical of what I listen to generally but I love it!
So many messages are passed along in the lyrics of a song. I have the "Unwritten" cd which I love and play very LOUD! My newest cd is "Pocketful of Sunshine" which is becoming a favorite. One of the songs that really caught my attention includes the above lyrics entitled, "Freckles". I used to anguish over the freckles I had as a young girl because most of the other girls did not have freckles. My dad, great man that he was, sang this silly little ditty he made up, I can only remember part of it...She's got freckles on her, but she's pretty (pronounced purty) It always made me smile. The beautiful women that come to my mind, are not "magazine" beautiful. They have imperfections, however these women radiate a beautiful spirit. Lovely beyond words! Some fret over wrinkles or a less than perfect hair day but their loveliness extends far beyond such trivial matters. True beauty goes way beyond the external features.
I anguish over the young girls that starve themselves or overeat because of a distorted sense of self worth. My prayer is that each girl, woman, mature woman will understand her true value and that it encompasses much more than what the "world" sees. A nature that is divine and royal. As a woman coming to terms with the approaching age of 50, I still get little moments of doubt looking in the mirror...it's like...whoa, who are you? Time is marching across my face and body and there is not a thing short of cosmetic surgery that I can do about it. Reflecting upon the changes... I have experienced many things and if that shows on my face, why in the world would I change that? Most days I love who I've become and on the other days, there is CHOCOLATE!!! Hey Beautiful, How are you today?
