Look into my eyes,
Tell me what you see,
Is it a girl who has been hurt?
Or do you see a woman who has survived.
Deep down in the hollows of my pupils,
There lies a well of uncertainancy
Am I really grown or are them growing pains being empathetic
Did I truly learn from my indiscretions.
See if you look deep enough my cornea may refract the incorrect image,
So you may see a down to earth little girl,
Whose sunflowers and roses overpower
Rainbows and sunshine