Me

What do you see when you look at me?
A cheerful, loving face?
Maybe you take another stand,
and I’m a hateful, sick disgrace.
But some who try a little harder
get a deeper view …
They see that love was once inside
until I fell for you.
They see a being more complex
than you ever thought of me.
That’s why you don’t understand the girl —
you simply just don’t see.
—June 25, 1991

(Puzzle piece number 28 of 38.)

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