What do you see
When you look at me?
Do you see through me
Or do you see me?
Do you see my scars
and the pain behind them?
What about the tears
that pour from my eyes?
You stare, you point, you talk.
What are you seeing when I walk by?
Do you see the person I am
or the person I’m not?
Do you see my strengths
or do you see my struggles?
What about the love in my heart
and the worry on my mind?
What do you see?
Because I see me.
I see the journey
it took to become me.
Author – A.M.B