What do you see when you look at me do you see 

Do you see someone who is broken 

do you see someone who’s lost 

do you see someone who may shatter into a million pieces if they were to fall for 

 or do you see a pair eyes 

A set of lips 

A nose

Or maybe when you look at me you will think of pretty flowers maybe a rose

Maybe when you see me you’ll think I’m pretty and just grin

Or maybe they only thing that you’ll see is my skin