See Me

Something about the way you look at me
Tells me you see the girl I used to be
Before I gave so much away
The girl that I was yesterday

You see the virtue that once was mine
Long before circumstance and time
Before regret became my muse
And Cynicism skewed my views
I need to be who it is you see
The girl you see when you look at me

Sometimes we need to see ourselves through the eyes of another
One who sees only our good.
Some who sees the beauty inside that we forgot was there
The innocence we thought we lost.

That is all.