You can see I am an angel in disguise
I don't always walk the walk
And I dont always talk the talk
I can hide it with an evil grin
But what really matters is what lies within
It's easy to control
Unless I let you into my heart and soul
Very few can tell
It will put you in a magical spell
The little bird sings
He's an angel without wings
I lost my wings from the fall
But I will get them back when I get the call
If you betray me
The heavens above will see
If you help give me a lift
You'll be rewarded a heaven sent gift
Those who I love dearly know
And they will never let me go
If you ever come across me
You better be nice to me
If you are friends with me
A place in heaven I can guarantee
If you really care
I can help you get in there
But if you want to play a game
I will surely tell St. Peter your name
I wrote this poem one night when it occured to me that I am such a nice person...I'm an angel but I dont have any wings because I've been hurt so much.
