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.