The Eyes

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
Can you see my hurt
Can you see my pain

Can you see the emotional abuse I experience Day and night
Can you see my stretch marks that I hide so well
Can you see the physical abuse I endure
Can you see the times I have no money to eat
Or the times I went without food to feed my children
Look into my eyes can you see my inner self
Or do you see my outside that I mask with expensive garments and a fake smile
Look into my eyes can you see me
The REAL me trying to get out
Or do you see my social media page, my fancy car, my expensive wardrobe, my handsome husband who created my inner low self-esteem.
Look into my eyes is life as easy as I make it look
Or is life as hard as waking up to a man that I have to question whether his love for me is real.
Look into my eyes
I am begging you to tell me what you see

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