Look At Me
Look At Me
Look at me
What do you see
My face is smooth and fine
Under my face is raw by design
My soul is screaming in my head
But all you can see is quiet instead
My eyes have shed tears for days
You look at me as if I am in a haze
You won’t ask me
I won’t tell you
I need you to look at me
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