You see a little girl
I see pieces of her fall
You see a blinding smile
I see a defensive wall

You see a happy girl
I see an easy, perfective act
You see her light filled eyes
I see a struggle to stay intact

You see an obedient child
I see her trying to fight back
You see a perfect girl in white
I see a depressed girl in black

You see a little angel
I see a demon in contrast
You see such flawless skin
I see the scars of her past

I see a troubled girl
You see her without a care
I don't know what you see
But what your seeing's not there