Not Who It Seems

Baby blue eyes,
Burning with fire,
And a pure heart,
Filled with desire…
Blessed with kindness,
From her head to her toes,
That is the child,
That everyone knows…
But if you could see deep down,
She’s troubled inside,
There’s a terrible secret,
That she’s trying to hide…
She hasn’t stolen,
But she’s been stolen from,
Her pride was taken,
And her mind’s gone numb…
But she keeps her secret,
Hidden from all,
She pushes the shame away,
And tries to stand tall…
She pastes a fake smile,
On her face every day,
And hopes that the pain,
Will soon go away,
But until it does,
She’ll let people see,
The perfect little girl,
Everyone wants her to be…