Blue of Her Eyes

The wounds swelled with overwhelming abuse
not tall enough, not small enough, a little too dumb
and she trusted her worth like you'd trust a habitual liar
doubting every kind word that she told herself
some of these misconceptions came from the outside
but the worst ones that stuck around were in her own mind

And to look at her you might never see this
for years and years everybody overlooked it
it was the pain beneath the sheltered frame
the little pieces no one even knew
and it was the way she woke up to each day
hoping on a prayer for someone to be there
but for so long not a soul ever came
it lasted until the moment when her life changed
and the questions started to fade away
still not healed, but closer to being okay
and to look at her how could it be missed?
the proof of her potential was obvious
in the blue of her eyes

The highs and the lows seemed so controlling
one minute up, one minute down, never really knowing
that she could believe in herself instead of seeing failure
in every step she took she saw a mistake
quirks beyond her control that she took the blame for
then someone said they made her that much more special

And to look at her you might never see this
for years and years everybody overlooked it
it was the pain beneath the sheltered frame
the little pieces no one even knew
and it was the way she woke up to each day
hoping on a prayer for someone to be there
but for so long not a soul ever came
it lasted until the moment when her life changed
and the questions started to fade away
still not healed, but closer to being okay
and to look at her how could it be missed?
the proof of her potential was obvious
in the blue of her eyes