You Don't See Me

You don't understand me
You think you do but you don't
You don't see the real me
You see what I pretend to be
You wonder why he hangs out with me
What he could possibly see in me?
He doesn't see a emo lesbian bitch
He sees his cousin
He sees a girl with cuts on her wrists and a nasty reputation
I wear a mask on my face and a lock on my heart
Not to keep the people I dislike out
But to keep the people I love in.