Look into her eyes
and tell me what you see
do you see a reckless girl
or someone depressed at 15?

Do you dare see the tears
that spread across her skin?
Do you see all her losses
or the very few she wins?

If you dare to touch her hand
will you feel her softness
or will you feel the calluses
from burns and feeling-less?

Do you see unflawed youth
or do you see a broken child?
Do you see all her pain
or do you see her just as wild?

Can you tell she’s screaming
out for help she needs?
Or is she just the silence of
the whistling wind without heed?

Look into these eyes
and peer into her soul
tell me what do you see
is she broken or is she whole?