To whom

The girl you all see,
Isnt the one I see
Nor is it the girl I want you to see

The girl you look at,
And the one I do, are really different
But you dont see,

The girl I love
I know isnt the one you love
We are different people

The girl they talk about
Doesnt sound like me
To me

The girl you hear about,
Isnt a cover up
It just isnt me

The girl I wish to be,
Is the girl you see
Its all backwards, isnt it

Not really,
You see the good of me
And I see only the bad,

You know my faults,
But you only think you know my faults
I really know

You thin k im out going
Im know im in a shell
Different people huhh

I wish I could see
How you see me,
But that cant be, can it

You may look at the good,
And I may look at the bad in me
Or, it may be flipped,

Can you tell
Can you really,
O know I can

I cant see what say
But I cant say as I do,
It just cant be

But I cant do as I say
Say what I see
The truth of me

It isnt what I see,
Nor what you see
When who does it matter

None but really all
All, but really none,
But to whom I run,

-stops to think bout whats been said-

round and round,
Ill end up going,
with still no answer,

so I search to find
the who counts
and its You.

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elliianna