Who Was She?

She's in my thoughts. I see her in my dreams.
Most days she feels like a vivid memory.
Too real to be imagined; her face, her hair, her skin, 
her smile, her gentle voice, down to her physique.

It's the same. What's the difference? 
She looks just like me.
I'm intrigued, so I'm asking
Tell me; who is she?

Scratch that, it can't be
Not is, but was she?
Looked right into her eyes
This girl, she couldn't see

She was blind to your vision
Her eyes were empty
Cold, soulless, devoid of hope
Near insanity

Was she? Was she there?
Knock knock. Open up.
Let me in. Let me see.
Were you real? Were you me?

I don't think so; everyone else seems to disagree. 
I've seen pictures; I've heard stories
Episodes she starred in, friendships she started
Those that she thwarted

Her personality; crossed T's and I's dotted
Heart and mind completely guarded
Or so she thought - thought her plan was flawless
Life in her control, everything was spotless

No, I said; that was not what happened
You got the wrong end of the stick - tragic
Contrary to your belief, your life - really manic
Keep up this façade, make it seem like you have it

All under control, you're strong
You can hack it
All you need is love, some joy
Forget this madness

Hold on, see. I know this girl
Know her deeply
Not know, knew. 
Like i said - who was she?

She's not here now, she fled
She's gone; gone eternally 
Left a trail; Hansel Gretel
Her everything; a memory.