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