Broken angel.

There she stands all alone
Being forced to be what she is not.
There she stands being being someone who she is not,
Faking the world and wearing the mask

There you'll she Her crying one's eye out
Down in the mouth faced like a wet week end,
Forced to believe what she is not
Making her heart sink, there she stands.

Sad, lonely and depressed she is
Searching out the way to see the light,
Above and beyond the call of duty
Wishing for miracles to save her out

There is our angel, princess I call her
Broken angel with a dark soul,
Trying to fly out where she belong in
Yet the soul so pure n soft.

"so different you are" people tell her
Ignoring the vibes,  there she moves
A step after the other, there she goes
And there i stand seeing her walk away.

Never was she afraid of her own shadow
Followed by thousand and caught by none,
With the hope that she would fly
There I stand seeing her walk by.

There stand our princess all alone
Wishing out to fly away,
Angel with a broken wing, there she is
Waiting for the alarm to ring tring tring.

And there i was,  following her
Waiting to pull all hands on the deck,
Moving step by step towards the dark soul
Seeing her like hell being broke losen

I stepped back keep the dark soul alone
With all her jazz and darkness,
"my brightness could never make her bright",
I told to myself and followed her up..

Still today I follow the dark soul
Counting her steps,  wishing to make her bright,
Yet with no fix abode of self
I dream of making a castle of happiness for her..