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