Who do you see when you look at me?
Do you see joyful laughs and happy smiles, and think oh what a pretty doll we see?
Do you see the hidden tear and frightful fears, and shake your head and that broken thing?
Broken doll or Barbie doll, which do I appear?
What do you see when you look at me?
A short, beautiful poem this is! 'What do you see when you look at me? ' - A question not always asked, but always 'a soul in love' wants to inquire from her/his lover. Hmm...Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder!
I see a poetic sadness, but I guess that's what makes us who we are. Nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's like you took the feelings, and thoughts right out of my head and molded them into perfect words! I to feel this way! I see a strong beautiful Doll who out shines Barbie any day; P p.s I love how my verification code is 666 lol