Can you see me?

When you look at me, what do you see?

Do you see the small amount of potential that remains?

Do you see the parts of me that died when my life blew up?

The girl you wish I was?

Do you see the bloody wounds seeping with infection and think you can heal me?

Do you see the tears I try to hide and think it's up to you to make them stop?

Do you see who I pretend to be?

Do you see a girl who skips a car payment just to hear her brother's voice?

Do you see a girl so unlovable even her own mother has cut her off?

Do you see the woman rejected by her only child?

Do you see the ugly parts that anger men to the point of violence?

Do you see a girl who bashes her head in the wall to make the voices stop?

Do you see a girl who slices her arms with razor blades trying to release the poison that boils inside her?

Do you see a girl who shakes like a leaf when voices rise in anger?

Do you see a girl who'd do anything to be the recipient of pure and honest love?

Who do you see when you look at me?

The girl I want you to see?

Do you see me?

Or are you even looking?