What I see

What I see when I look at me
I see what an ugly girl I've become to be
When you look at me you see the same
But the only thing you can't see is my on going pain
It's like getting thrown into a fire
Some people may say that's my desire
I try my best at everything I do
I try the hardest and I know it doesn't seem true
But sometimes what I need is someone to talk to
I don't care what what anyone else has to say
'Cause later on you'll probably figure out that I wasn't listening anyway
You can check me, you can talk about me, you can even spread rumors if you want
It's just gonna feel like a childish feeble taunt
You will never know how I really feel
Because to you I'm not even real