You couldn't not believe her if you tried.
Her eyes stare forward, face unreadable.
The way she is, you wouldn't think she lied.
She won't ever change, she's incapable.
The way she smiles at just the right moment.
A soft lullaby rolls of her tongue.
She simply does this for her enjoyment.
She does not care, for she is much too young.
She speaks to you, you feel like someone.
But you don't know, her fun has just begun.
In the end, you're the one to blame.
Your mind would like to say differently.
But the pain on your face speaks quite clearly.