In My Eyes

What do you see
when you look at me.
Do you see a scarred, unhappy sort of soul?
Because that's what I see, when I look at me...

I look at the others and I see
a bond unlike any other...
they each have a friend, until the end.
who sees hope in their eyes...

I may be rude... and at times crude,
but I want to be like them...
But no, I have made too many sings in the past...
It would not last...

Why them, but not me?
Why did I grow up alone?
Why was I the, only one, never to have someone...
I just want a friend...

What do you see
when you look at me?
A angry loner, whou gives the cold sholder?
Am I shutting them out myself...?

But what do they see?
When they look at me?
A rival or a friend?
I'm at wit's end...

Just someone come over, and wipe away my tears,
and send away, all my fears.
Tell them that I'm their friend...
to see....

something in my eyes....