Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see.
Do you see a reckless girl
or someone depressed at 15?
Do you dare see the tears
that spread across my skin?
Do you see all my losses
or the very few I win?If you dare to touch my hand,
will you feel my softness
or will you feel the calluses
from burns and feeling-less?Do you see unflawed youth,
or do you see a broken child?
Do you see all my pain,
or do you see me just as wild?Can you tell I'm screaming
out for help I need?
Or am I just the silence of
the whistling wind without heed?Look into these eyes
and peer into my soul.
Tell me, what do you see?
Am I broken or am I whole?
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Short StoryThis is a little bit about me, feel free to ask any questions and i might add more later...... not that anyone cares