Brighter Than a Flareon’s Flame On the Outside

On the outside what do you see?

A happy little girl,

Brighter than a Flareon’s flame.


But if you look inside,

All you’ll see is black.

More black than an Umbreon’s pelt.


Are you willing to,

Venture into my life,

And meet the dark Umbreon?


Or will you be okay,

With only knowing,