Just A Face

Am I just a face to you?
Something for you to point at,
laugh at my flaws?
Is there nothing better to do
than to judge me on the outside?

Am I just a face to you?
A mere thing upon this world,
with no value or say at all?
You give me no chance to show
myself to you, reveal the real me.

Am I just a face to you?
Now I am, because I have nothing left to say to you.
No smile will appear on my face when I see you,
only a look of betrayal.

Now I am just a face.