What do you see
when you look at me?

A girl
A boy
A little toy?

What do you see?

My heart
My brain
My face?

Who am i to you?

A sister
A brother
A lover?

Why do you see things that aren't me...

You see me smile
So i must be fine.

You see my laugh
So it must have been funny.

I smile to keep from crying

I laugh to keep from telling my true feelings

If i keep pretending will you even notice?

Will you really see "Me"?