What do you see,

when you look at me?

Do you see my different ethnicities?

I’m Mexican

I’m French

I’m White

TO claim one any of,

Those aren’t quite right

I was born on american land

Therefore I am American

What do you see when you look at me?

Can you see my different personalities?

I’m funny

I’m open

I’m kind

Or do you only see the negative, rebellious side

Wearing and doing what I want

This is not just some front

I don't put on a show for you all to see

This is real,

This is the true me

What do you see when you look at me?

How do you think I’m feeling?

I’m invisible

I’m sensitive

I care

I know you can’t see much behind the hair

But it gives you no right to point or stare

When the tears run down my face

My hair makes an easy escape

You may not know why I cry

Because I hide my feelings here ... inside

Locking them away for no one to see

I’m the kid in the back small and weak

That’s all you can see

So tell me what do you see when you look at me?

Forget you, I’ll tell you what I see

I’m independent

I’m strong

I dream

There’s a major difference between you and me

I love my life for me

I don’t live life to impress

I live life to my best

Sleeping, I make all my dreams reality

one goal

one dream

To be seen as something other

than the enemy