As you glance at her
Tell me what you see
You see a girl who seems to have a perfect life
Who with a snap of a finger obtains it all?
You don’t know half of what she has gone through
It’s like looking past a glass
Seeing something your are not really aware of
You see her dance sing and run
Full of energy
You might think she sleeps endlessly
But her pillows can tell you the stories
Of how soaked they wake up in the mornings
She cries herself to sleep, it’s her only remedy
Sometimes you see things that you don’t really see
It’s like being blindfolded
Knowing that there is something in front of you
But you can’t see
The life she lives is unclear and pointless
So I ask myself when I someone going to notice
And help save a life.