Angels

Angels were meant to fly.
Not to fall.
And never to be tied down.

Then why is it that I can't fly.
Tell me why I'm tied to the ground by chains.
Chains created by people who are suppose to be my friends.

Angels were meant to fly.
Not to fall.
And never to be tied down.

I guess I just don't understand why they let me fall when they can hear me screaming.
Screaming for help.
And I just don't understand why they tie me down when they know my dreams.

Angels were meant to fly.
Not to fall.
And never to be tied down.