In a perfect world,
no one knows her name
nothing but a shadow, her form they can't contain.
No one asks her questions about her origin or
from whence she came.
No one knows a thing about her
mind, memories distained.
She does not exist to them,
a world hidden all her own.
Invisible to the eye is she, a perfect being..
Untarnished from a world damaged
you cannot hurt what you cannot see...
