When you look at me,
What do you see?
Do you see only my face,
Or can you see the real me?
Do you see a cute little girl,
Or can you see a trace,
Of light?
No?
Look closer,
Past her innocence, in her eyes,
They're so sad,yet happy too.
Where it was, she leaves no clue.
A pure-hearted gelert with blood red hair,
Is she really there?