Last night the angels cried for me..
their beautiful faces hung low
heavenly voices sobbing softly
tears drifting like snow
They looked at me and murmured
"Why must you act this way?"
I looked at them and winced a little
I wasn't sure what to say.
"How can you understand me
How can you hope to know
How can you even hope to see
the darkness which my mind goes?"
They looked at me and shook their heads
They even moved away
"How can we reach a girl like this?"
they had the nerve to say
I may find comfort in my world
But that doesn't mean to say
That you couldn't reach me if you tried
If you cared that is, anyway.
