Who am I?

What am I?

Who do you see
when you at me?

What do you see
that makes me,
me?

Do you see the lil princess
that died inside,
when he died?

Who do you see?

Do you see the tomboy
that did flips off the monkey bars,
because he said she couldn't?

Who do you see?

Do you see the girl
who cuts her inner thigh,
because she knows that's
the last place you'd think to look?

Who do you see?

Do you see the young lover
who loves so easily and passionately,
because she hasn't felt it herself
before?

Who do you see?

Do you see the anger in the child
who hates everyone,
because that's all she has ever felt?

Who do you see?

Do you see the young child
who has thought up suicide
on more than one occasion,
all because she'd rather feel neglected
rather than beaten?

Who do you see?

Could all of these girls be me?

Who do you see?

Cause that's who i feel like being.