What do you see br As I stand before you, br Which façade do you believe? br Under the tattoos br Can you see the dedicated student? br br Behind the scars br Can you still see the beauty? br I look at you out of clear eyes br Because on my skin is where I cry br br Can you see past the fake smiles br To that lost child br Still waiting for her mama? br My family's abandoned me br More than once br br They could never see past br My mother's shadow br Down to the real me. br I ask once again br What do you see br br When I am standing before you? br I am lost in this sea of labels br Thrust upon me by br Family, friends, and lovers br br Losing any semblance of sanity br With each heartbreak. br Pleading for just a little help br In finding myself. br Look upon me br br Without preconceived notions br Because underneath this cynical exterior br I am asking you to see me as I am br And still love me.