by Jessica Dale-Walker

Created on: February 13, 2007   Last Updated: November 10, 2007

When you look at me what do you see?
Do you see a scared little girl?
A ugly duck, who knows nothing?
Or is that just me?

I can tell you what I see.
The masks that I wear come off.
I hate to look at me in the mirror.
I hate the person that I see.

I can tell you the masks I wear,
To protect myself from hurt.
What I am truly scared of,
Is that you'll only see dirt.

So please, when you look at me, take in mind.
I am so scared to be,
Unmasked of any kind.
Tell me, honestly, what do you see?

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