Why do I have to be the angel
if noone sees my light?
why do I have to be this good
if noone feels my warmth?
why do I have to be this pure
if noone will ever see through me?
I walk through the rain
in a cloud of light
soft and caring
pure and tender
I give my smile to those
who care to see
just to patiently
realize it was in vain
Why do I have to love so deeply
if my love is never requited?
Why do I have to be so patient
if patience never pays back?
I smell the perfume of a soul
in the distance
grasp the sound of words
unsaid
and stand here in my angel form
just not to be seen
just not to be heard
why?
By KatKore