This was writen because I feel as if sometimes when people see me they only see what they percieve. I am petite, with a gentle looking face. When people see me they think of me as an innocent girl in need of protection. Yet, I have had my share of pain, I am not untouched by sorrow like I appear to be. I was innocent until my world fell around me, I know things know, I lost my innocence. I can no longer think of myself as a child angel, but I feel much better calling myself a fallen angel rather than just a girl who lost the innocence she once had.