she's here, with her dull eyes but i don't see her.
she's here, with her fragile body, but i don't see her.
she's here, with stained cheeks, but i don't see her.
she's here, not not uttering a single word, and i still don't see her.
i don't see the girl i used to know. i don't see her.
her with bright, glittering eyes. her with an enthusiastic soul within a body. her with that curved up line in her face. her with too many words to say.