You may see a child

You may see a smile.  I see the worry and sadness beneath the smile.

You may see a child who has lots of friends.  I see a child standing on the edge of a group but not really fitting in.

You may see confidence and swagger, I see insecurity and self-loathing.

You may see a good piece of work.  I see the hours of deliberation and unnecessary preparation.

You see a simple piece of homework.  I see a struggle ahead.

You may see a child who has slept well.  I see the child who can’t sleep due to worry and stress.

You may see a child who is ok at sport. I see a child who needs sport to try and fit in and feel part of something.

You may see a child who is calm and collected.  I see a child with an uncontrollable temper.

You see a child who shows off with his friends.  I see a child desperate to fit in.

You may see one side of a child.  I see the many sides.

You may see a child.  I see a child with the weight of the world on his small shoulders.

You may see the child, I see what really lies beneath.

Things may not always be what they seem.