Raw

It's not easy being raw:
A life put on display
As it really is with no things barred.
It's hard to let You in,
Knowing standards are high
And that Your bluff is never called.
I deserve Your righteous anger,
It's clear that I've fallen short.
Yet mercy overrides.
Healing hurts and forgiving sins,
You have called me beautiful--
Even though I'm raw.