What She See's

if you were to tell her 

to describe her reflection to me 

this is what she would tell you 

that this is what she sees 

i see a little girl 

thats hurt deep inside 

and every single day 

she just wants to hide 

she;s sad through the day 

and all through the night 

cause when she looks in the mirror 

she can't stand the sight 

the color if her skin 

the size of her waiste 

no matter where she goes 

she feels outta place 

they tell her she sexy 

they tell her she fly 

she puts on a fake smile 

cause she knows its a lie 

she hates to go out 

she'd rather stay home 

so she can lock herself up 

and be all alone 

so many wrongly judge her 

on what they see 

she doesn't understand 

why they won't let her be 

She puts up with the joking the whispers and stares 

she puts down her head cause nobody cares 

that their breaking her down from the inside out 

but she chooses to keep quiet instead of to shout 

instead she goes home 

and rests her head on the wall 

cause she knows soon enough 

the tears will all fall 

and as she sits quietly 

they roll down her face 

she wishes she was anywhere 

but in this one place 

and buy this one place 

shes talking bout earth 

cause she feels that inside 

she has no real worth 

the thoughts of suicide 

pass through her head 

but she knows deep inside 

shes scared to be dead 

so she picks up the razor 

and she begins to cut 

she knows that she shouldn't 

but she feels its a must 

the pain is truly terrible 

and she watches as it bleeds 

but she knows the next mornin 

the scars will be seen 

she hides her scars 

like she hides her pain 

she cant tell others 

cause they'll think shes insane 

Shes always in drama 

that she shouldn't have been 

cause she's always just trying 

to help out a friend 

she willing to help 

no matter what its about 

cause she refuses to let them feel the same pain she feels inside and out 

she'd rather make them smile and happy inside 

while she sucks it all in 

and sits there and crys 

so many people think 

this could never be me 

but don't fool yourself 

cause it could always be 

im at the end of her story 

and she wants me to say 

that the beginning of her name 

it starts with an A 

then you add a N 

and a GEL 

and if you can read 

you know what it spells 

its spells ANGEL 

yes Angel as in ME 

cause the story i told you is what i see 

it is what i see when i look at my face 

when i look at my hair, my skin, my waiste 

this story helps me tell you 

the pain thats inside 

the cuts on my arms 

and the tears that i cry 

the days i wanna stay at home 

the days i wanna hide 

the days i wanna run away 

the days i wanna die 

many of you can't understand 

because when you look thats not what you see 

but enough with my sad sad story 

describe what you see in yourself to me....