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They Don’t See Her 2 by Chanice

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They Don’t See Her 2 by Chanice - sad indie pop sad synth pop,female vocals music cover art

They Don’t See Her 2

sad indie pop sad synth pop,female vocals

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[Verse 1]
Six years old, and she’s already judged
Like the world wrote her off, never showed her love
She screams, she cries, she curls up tight
But they only see a kid that “ain’t raised right”
She’s got a mind wired different, a beautiful storm
But the world wants quiet — not how she was born
In a shop, on the street, when her senses clash
They whisper poison like a whip that slaps
"Little cunt," I hear it — my blood turns black
"Little bastard," they spit — like I won’t react
She doesn’t even know what they mean, not yet
And maybe she won’t — that’s the pain I get
She’s not naughty, she’s scared — it’s overload
But they just see noise when her heart explodes
Try explainin’ that to cold blank eyes
They call it “bullshit,” like I’m tellin' lies
[Hook – emotional vocal, echoed reverb]
But they don’t see her — they just see a scene
They don’t hear me — they’re stuck in mean
I carry her tears, I carry the weight
Of a world that don't bend, just builds more hate
She don't understand — probably never will
Why the world feels sharp, why time stands still
And I’m dyin’ inside, but I still defend
She’s my daughter — not a problem to mend
[Verse 2]
Every outing’s a war — don’t know who we’ll fight
A cashier’s glare, or some mum’s spite
“Control your kid” — like I haven’t tried
Like I ain’t cried on the floor when we’re home at night
I get the looks, the sighs, the shame
Like I chose this path, like I’m to blame
But you don’t see the therapy, the sleepless strain
The way I fake calm through panic and pain
Autism ain’t a curse — it’s her truth, her thread
But you paint her wrong with the words you said
She ain’t broken, just different — her soul’s still bright
Even if she don’t speak it, she’s full of light
[Bridge – spoken, stripped-back instrumental]
Put yourself in my shoes — just for one night
Single parent, no sleep, still puttin' up fights
Not with her — with the world that won’t see
How hard it is just bein’ me
I’m runnin’ on fumes, anxiety thick
Guilt in my chest like a clock that won’t tick
Every meltdown drains what little I got
But I still show love when the world does not
I miss meals, miss calls, miss peace, miss rest
But I hold her like I’m holdin’ what’s left
You see a tantrum — I see a plea
A child cryin’ for safety — from sensory
No co-parent to lean on, no shoulder at night
Just me and the dark, and her needin’ light
So instead of judgin’ my child in the street,
Stop…
And ask if I need help — not heat.
[Final Hook – powerful, strings swell, layered vocals]
They don’t see her — they just see a mess
They don’t see love — they just see stress
I carry her world like it’s breakin’ me
But I’d carry it forever — she’s everything to me
She don’t understand — probably never will
Why people are cruel when she’s standin’ still
But I’m here for her pain, I’m here through it all
When she can’t take the world — I’ll take the