Transformation
This is how You see, You see me differently, All me in my nothingness, is changed into worthiness. So is she too, seemingly of no value, lost in the distant haze, betrayed and in disgrace. But's that's not how you see, You see her differently. He has been broken for a while, I have never seen him smile. He has anger in his veins, he has lost and never gained.. But that is not how you see, You see him differently. You call us all "beloved", For You have loved when no one cared. You have given each one hope, when all was gone astray. For that is how You see, You see things differently.