The One

What do you see when you look at me? What do you think about, when my name is spoken? Do I anger you, make you feel sick to your stomach? Do I send off bad vibes or have a smell? Who am I to you, do you even care? I don’t know your true thoughts, or how you really feel. But when I look in the mirror, I’ll tell you what I see. I see a girl, who is lost broken and alone. I see a girl who will do and give everything to anyone. When I look into her eyes, I see the pain. Pain she quietly sits with day in and day out. I see someone who sits and wonders, what has she done to deserve all this. Wonders why God even created her, was it a joke. I see a girl who been there, and has given and helped so many people. Yet, there she sits. She alone, everyone who says they be by doesn’t come. Everyone who says they help her when she asked, hasn’t fulfill their promise. I see a girl, who try to say no, but her heart to big. She can’t stand to let someone down, or to see someone asking for help and get turned down. She try to not let others feel the pain she feels every day. I’m not sure what you see, or why yu do and feel the way you do. I don’t know if it’s how you truly are, or if your just being a follower. But just know the one who always there, the one who hardly says no, needs someone to at times. Instead she left alone and broken.