Look at me,
What do you see?
The little girl inside of me.
Why is she hiding,
All alone she stands,
With nothing but tears,
In her hands.
Why does she cry?
The little girl inside,
Missing the way it used to be,
Why is she not here with me?
Now look at me,
Tell me HONESTLY,
What do you see?
I see a girl,
Had to grow up,
Too quick,
Why you ask?
Maybe its a trick,
There's no way she,
Has growen so quick.
There you see her,
Eyes bright and warm,
The fabric of her life,
Torn,
You act like it dont matter,
To you.
But, when she see's you,
Looking so sad,
It's no wonder she wont feel bad,
Maybe it's her,
Maybe it's you,
All i know is that,
With help you CAN make it through!
