What Do They See

Growing up as a child I used to want to know what do they see, when my friends and family look at me. Do they see a girl who pretends to smile, Or someone who just lingers for a while. I used to look in the mirror and stare in my eyes, Wishing to see rainbows and butterflies. But to my confirmation, that's not what I saw, Instead I saw a girl with her heart on the floor. All I wanted was to be noticed by the people around me, Instead they only saw someone that they didn't want to see. To this day I am trying to put my feelings aside, Even though it is so hard and I hurt inside. I will continue to smile and pretend to be glad, When the truth is, I'm always so sad