To Meet Myself

What do others see When they look at me? Is it the green of my eyes Or the size of my thighs The scar on my chin Do they think I'm slim I'd love to meet myself. What would they say If they met me one day? Do I appear kind After delving into my mind Maybe it's just a mask To veil all that's in the past I'd love to meet myself. What do they shout When I'm not about? Am I a subject of topic When it comes to gossip Perhaps I'm crazy With looks that could kill...maybe. I'd love to meet myself.