5 years old, loved the world, saw beauty in everything.
She loved to dance, she loved to twirl and sing.
Not a care in the world,  not one broken piece of her heart.  
It took one person, one act to tear her whole world apart.
Suddenly the world wadnt so beautiful and fun.
He stole her innocence, he took the shine from her sun.
No where to run nowhere to hide from reality that monsters were real.
Although, her face said she was ok, she couldnt run from the demons..she wondered of she'd heal.
When no one believed her she faced the demons alone locked inside her head,
Every night alone checking her closets and under her bed.
Why dont they believe me, why didnt they help me? Its all my fault.  
They said it wasnt true, and it was attention that she sought.
Shes left to fight the constant evil left inside her,
Even though no one believed and no one stood beside her.