I like this series, (taken from Poets United, so I've decided to write two more additional poems based on this topic. This is the first poem).
I don't know what you see
when you look at me
but in my eyes,
who is not yet a woman
and sometimes afraid
but I try to play it cool anyway.
I stray away
that looks as if they'll do me harm.
Through these eyes,
I wish I could be
a better me.
What do you see when you look at me?
Why should I care?
What do I see when I look at me?
Aah.. now we're getting somewhere
~Take the best version of yourself and portray that to the world~...
Because sometimes you gotta fake it till you make it..