Who do you see?

You look at me, and what do you see?
Do you see a girl, who is empty?
Or do you hear the jokes, and do you see the smiles?
Do you hear the lies, that go on for miles?
Do you the cuts, hidden under my sleeves?
Or do you see a girl, that still can believe,
In fairy tales, And in happy ever after?
Hidden behind fake smiles and laughter.
Do you see a girl, who has potential?
And do you see the girl,
who is perfectly capable of achieving great things?
Do you see guilt? Mixed with shame..
And do you see suffering? And do you see pain?