There was a little girl
With a smile on her face
But her eyes always show sadness
So I Ask her: Why are you always sad?
She answered me: I have no reasons to smile, only to cry…

Girl

I saw a girl
With nothing in her head
I think, what could I do to help her?
Maybe nothing

She makes me sad, because I feel sorry for her
But what could I do?
I want to help
But how?

Then I Look around
And see that everything is different
So that is nothing I can do
Because the world is upside down

Illusion

Look inside

You'll see an unperfected person

Who makes a lot of mistakes

And think that everything is right



Look again

I'm not that sweet little girl

Who appears always with a smile on her face

I'm a girl who hides her true feelings



Now look at you

And think about your life

Are you really showing who you are?

Maybe the things you're showing are not true

Maybe it's just an illusion, like everything in life

"O amor, quando se revela, não se sabe revelar. Sabe bem olhar p'ra ela, mas não lhe sabe falar. Quem quer dizer o que sente não sabe o que há de dizer. Fala: parece que mente. Cala: parece esquecer. Ah, mas se ela adivinhasse, se pudesse ouvir o olhar, e se um olhar lhe bastasse pr'a saber que a estão a amar! Mas quem sente muito, cala; quem quer dizer quanto sente fica sem alma nem fala, fica só, inteiramente! Mas se isto puder contar-lhe o que não lhe ouso contar, já não terei que falar-lhe porque lhe estou a falar..."


Fernando Pessoa