My body

I bet you were all taught 
That your body is a temple 
Don't be unholy to it,
You are the god,
And it should worship you. 
But I,
Was not. 
I would say mommy,
I don't think that I'm beautiful,
And my mother would say, 
That's ok. You don't need to 
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You are a shell
One made to just move around this earth as a disciple. 
But that was you,
You were a shell,
I am a temple. 
A shell can allow the poisons of life to destroy the human. 
My temple,
I'm the god. 
I will walk this earth unlike you did. 
Because I hope you look down
And see how holy my temple is. 
I'm not a product of an environment full of shells 
I've been blessed with a circle of temples. 
In which you didn't love enough to stick around for. 
I am blessed because I look down and see a temple. 
I am a god,
I'm sorry you were not,
But I will love what your god gave me. 
I'm blessed to have a temple.