What do you see
When you look into my eyes
What do you see when you look at me
Can you see all the pain in my life
Or are you fooled by my joyful disguise
I dont want to share my burden
I dont want to have too much pride
But even I will admit
Theres somethings I cant hide
Like the black paint on my nails
Or the scars on my wrists
Or the punk goth clothing
From the pain and the mourning
Im troubled
inventive
secretive
but im still a kid
I dont want to have to stand on my own
Independent Ill be
Far away from home
Tough on my own
Im all alone
What do you see
When you stare at me from the inside
What do you see when you look to the outside
Can you see the tears in my eyes
Or are you blinded an surprised by the girl standing in the rain
