Do you look beyond the green eyes?
And see the pain hidden deep inside?
Do you look beyond my shell?
And at the real me?
My soul and all that makes me...me?
When you look at me,
Do you wonder how I think?
Do you wonder what my thoughts are?
On a matter that you just can't put to rest?
Or do you just glance,
And then turn to walk away,
Never knowing who I really am,
Or what I am to become.