We are unfinished art.
Our Artist knows we are missing parts.

The day hasn't come where we are finished,
So we must deal with the pieces of us that have diminished.

How beautiful we will be when we are no longer black and white,
When our colors will shine through the night.

No longer will rainbows control us.
Yes, we will be the rainbows, the masterpieces.
But for now, patience is a must.

We feel ugly and incomplete,
But the finished product is one no one can beat.

Beauty will shine from us and we will be at peace,
Yes, as His masterpiece.