I sit here wondering
What it is you see
When you stopped
To look at me

Do you see
Beneath this shell
That houses my soul
To the essence inside that is me

Do you see
The stabbing pain
As you dismiss me
As one of no worth with your eyes

Do you see
The pain I try to hide
Buried deep within and understand
How I hate this shell of mine

Do you see
The pain of others' thoughtless darts
As they judge the shell
Not the "spirit" which is me

Do you see me weep
Though I try to hide it
Beneath this mask I wear
As I go through life's daily grind

Do you see how much
This mask hides
Isn't it grand you will never truly see
How much of that pain flows inside me

Maybe one day
You will stop by
And take some time
To get to know the me

That dwells inside...