Can you?

Look at me,
what do you see?
A girl put together
who's never been better.

Can you see the me
that was swallowed by the sea?
The girl who spends every night in tears
trying to deal with all of her inner fears.

Can you see the real me,
the one longing to be free?
A girl wanting the pain to end,
a girl who is frightened.

Can you see who I am?
The girl who has started to cram
herself away in a corner.
Can you see the cutter?