Could My Questions ever be answered?

What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see an ordinary girl?
Do I blend in with the crowd, or will I always stick out?
Does that mast I wear
cover my tears?
Does the smile I smile
cover my frown?
Is it possible to trust one person?
Is someone worth giving their life for?
Why is it how that people are looking at me?
Do I really look any different?
And if I died tomorrow,
how many would come to my funeral?
Why would they care?
Nobody knows the real me..
I'm just another person in the crowd of life!