When I look into these eyes
I find things no one else ever catches a glimpse at
I see this fear of judgment

that makes her cower at confrontation
I see this hopelessness for the future

that make her choices her burden alone
I see this desperate need for companionship to make her strong

in the savage world of humans
I see this courage

caged in her thoughts of inferiority
I see these thoughts of abandonment

that make her cling to anything
I see this devotion to her beliefs

that makes her fear death
And I hate  that the person I always see is me.
 
-Mia-