What do see When you see my face
Do you see my flaws? Or do you see grace
Really- What do you think?
Every day I see a different version of me
I see my crooked teeth I see my pitiful acne
But then some days... I stare into the mirror
And the beauty I see Couldn’t be clearer
So I’m confused I’m sort of lost
I don’t know what other people see.
Do they see my green eyes? The eyes I take pride in?
Or do they see their lies The lies that made me believe
That I... This creature
That was given this wonderful chance of life
Had the right to cry
What do you see?