Television, Magazines, Posters 

Sometimes you may even come to see me at a show

I have it all right 

the money

the fame

the fans 

You look at me as if I'm God or the person you want be 

but do you really see me ?

Do you not see 

my out stretched hand pleading for someone to talk to

My bleeding eyes from something missing

I try to show the real and not the person they want you to see

but i don't think you will ever know how it feels to be alone.

To have all these people around, the spotlight on you 

but feel emptiness. 

With no way out 

Do you really see me ? 

A little girl afraid, scared, and searching for happiness that is not there. 

Blinded by the lights, fame and money to really look around 

until now.

 Seeing me for me will number wish forever 

but dont base your life off of me because you will never know.