Hey, Hey look at me.
I'm more then the eyes can read, but all you see is what seems to be.

Hey, Hey look over here.
I am by no means invisible, but I'm also not just a passing concept. For me, I am always a constant.

Hey, Hey when will you see?
I am a person searching for happiness, carrying a bright light of hope, when surrounded by darkness.

Hey, Hey you.
Why can't you hold your own light? Why does my light scare you away?

Hey, Hey I'm here.
When will people see there is more than just a face, a smile, a laugh, a brightness, and a presence to me. When will people see I'm a complex human being?