There one was a little girl Who wore a mask. Every day. Every moment. It was a beautiful mask And those who saw her Liked her almost immediately. The girl was content. She was liked. And thatβs all the mattered. But then a boy came along. And he caught her without her mask. To him, she was strong. To him, she was powerful. To him, she was hideous. He told everyone of her true face. Soon, doubt began to creep into peopleβs minds. Who was the little girl Behind the mask? Finally, some got fed up. They threatened someone she loved. The only person she loved. And they broke her mask. So, Who is the little girl? An innocent? A villain? Or maybe...both?