Can you see me,
Through your rose-tinted glasses?
You gaze at the world around you,
as it lays burning, dying.
And all you can do is smile.

Can you see me
Through your own eyes?
Do you view the world as yourself,
Or do you follow the latest trend?

Can you see me
In what you call the light?
Are you sure you are walking in the twilight path,
Instead of crawling on the dark road upon you?

Can you see me
With an open heart, and an open mind?
Can you see a person
Without placing them in a steriotypical cage?

Can you see me,
Someone who is not perfect?
Someone who does not fit into the mold that society worships,
Someone who walks to a different tune?

Can you see me?
I doubt that I can even see myself.