Quick Question to One Who Feels Small

You only see the lines on your face, reminding you of deep hurts and time that marched on leaving you behind.  Your eyes see mostly dark, though light shines from them allowing others to see.   You only see the scars on your face as they are marked in your heart.  You see yourself as unworthy, unlovable, the one who will always walk alone, the one least favored.

So explain to me then, if what you think is true, if you are as you say, so insignificant - why have the stars chosen to nestle in your hair?

mixed media on canvas, dec 2012