What You See.

All you see is the long blonde hair,
The wide brown eyes,
The mile-long stare.

All you see is the dark brown roots,
The long, slim legs,
The military boots.

All you see is the torn skinny jeans,
The blue ripped jacket,
The broken seams.

All you see is the punk rock flush,
The red lipstick,
The little-girl blush.

All you see is the low cut top,
And what you see
I just can't stop.