I often wonder if you see me as I see myself. If, when you look into my eyes, you can see the secrets that are hidden there. If when you look at my smile, you can see the broken lines that envelop it, and try to steal it away. If when you look at me, you see the imperfections that I constantly see- the imperfections that plauge me as I glare into the mirror- horrified of the scared and fragile girl who faces me.

I wonder if you see the mistakes I've made, or if you overlook them, and see inside- where the real beauty lies. I wonder if when you look into my soul, you see how hard I try, and even though I continously fail, if you see the determination that burns there. I wonder if you take time to unmask the pain and sins that encase my soul, and see a girl who longs to be a part of your life. I wonder if you can see past my failures, and begin to see me in a different light. I wonder how I am portrayed in your life, and if the image is what I see....