Behavior of Little Maid

She smiles while the whole room shakes,

A tiny spark that never breaks.

With spotless hands and a crooked grin,

She loves the mess she's living in.

They call her small, they call her strange,

But underneath, there's something changed.

A little maid with one bright eye,

Who knows the things she won't deny.

**She sweeps the dust, she hides the stain,

Laughs at the fear, dances through pain.

Everyone thinks she's just insane,

But maybe madness has a name.**

She follows shadows down the hall,

Never afraid when angels fall.

A certain voice once called her near,

And somehow she was always here.

Was she just lost? Was she once feared?

A secret past that disappeared?

Maybe the girl behind the smile

Has walked through darkness for a while.

**She smiles while the whole room shakes,

A tiny spark that never breaks.

They see a maid, they see a fool,

But little monsters can break rules.**

One little eye, but she sees more,

Than all the sinners at the door.

So let them laugh and let them stare—

There's something hiding underneath her hair.

And when the lights begin to fade,

She'll still be dancing with her blade—

Not for the glory, not for fame,

Just smiling softly at the game.

**She's small, she's sweet, she's out of place,

With something wicked in her face.

The girl they thought they understood

May never have been what they tho