After eleven o'clock

A young, talented girl. Renowned for her cheery attitude, dazzling beauty, and constant spread of love and joy to others. Her name is even Charity.

A small, frightened girl. Plagued by a depressing outlook on life, and lost in a cacophony of her own demons. Eternally lost in a vast sea of nothingness, unable to swim.

What if I told you these are the same girl, only at different times of the day?