When You Look at Me

Look at me and tell me what you see.
Do you see a girl in love with the world?
Or do you see all the tears I cried,
all the hurt I hide inside.

Look at me, tell me what you see.
Do you see a girl living and loving it?
Or do you see a girl that hits the floor,
behind closed doors.

Look at me, what do you see?
Do you see a girl living her dream, in her eyes a gleam?
Or do you see a girl out of her brain,
going insane?

When you look at me I know what you see.
You see a girl that dances around
and hides her sorrowful sounds.
All you see is the smile ,
while I swallow the bile.

I know what you see when you look at me.
You see what I wanted you to,
what's on the surface.
You see the fake me.

***I think this one needs a little work (especially the last stanza) so please comment and tell me what you think. Thanks xD