Do you like me?

My body catches the male gaze everyday, long stares and whispers, ranging from young boys to old men. Feeling beautiful and creeped out are two sides of the same coin, a line that they walk across and stumble to one side or the other so often, one minute I'm confident the other I'm self conscious, one day I wear skin tight clothes the other day I wear baggy clothes, it's a tough life to live but it's the life I live.

I never know anymore if I'm more than just a pretty face, I don't even know if I'm that at times, is it just a good body and your brain confuses my face for being pretty? I never know if you like me for me or like the way I look? Do you like me? like my face? like my hair? like my eyes? like my lips? what about the sound of my voice? my laugh? my humor? my personality? the way I act? do you like me? I like you.

Sure, the way you look attracts my attention, it helps me notice you more, but I stay because I like you. I like your face, I like your smile, I like your eyes, I like how cute you are when you're happy, I like the silly jokes you make, I like the way you make me laugh and giggle, I like how you make me happy, I like the way your brain works, I like seeing you change from being smart to being dumb in a second, I like the way you act, I like your personality, I like you for you. I like you.

Do you know me? do you even wanna know me? do you care? do you care because of who I am as a person? or do you care because you want to get in my pants? are you nice because you want to be? or are you nice because you want another picture of me? do you enjoy it when we sit in silence? or are you fantasizing about my body again and what you would like to do to it? do you enjoy spending time with me? or do you enjoy spending time on top of me? am I more than just an attractive female to you? or am I just noises and a pretty face? do you see me as a person? do you like who I am? do you even like me? I like you. Why can't you like me?

I never know anymore, am I a pretty face or am I more?

[ Inspired by peer pressure from males. ]