You see a pretty face, nose, eyes, and hair.
But do you not see the pain that is really there?
You see a big smile.
But do you not see a crying child?
He sees his dad.
But do you not see his pain is also hurting me?
You see a laughing boy.
But do you not see that his mother was played with like a little toy?
So do not judge by what you see.
Because you really do not know me.