Little Angel

There is something much deeper in our minds than jokes

There is a feeling hidden underneath your sarcasm

There is a burden on your shoulders you ignored until it felt normal

Oh, little angel,

Did anyone tell you what that something was?

Did they bother to tell you what that hidden feeling was?
Did they not even try to explain the burden they put on your shoulders?

Of course they didn’t;

Why would you show someone the potential they had to replace them?

That something you feel in your bones,

Is so much more than a tiredness you can’t shake

It’s the call of the rebellious

Of the unspoken and the angry

The calling is for you,

To realize how great you really are,

And to stop caring about all the little things people say

Because you are so much more than they say you are

Let’s not forget about that feeling you hide behind your sarcasm

That feeling that makes you tired of it all?

Makes you want to scream out loud?
Makes you want to see how bad it would really be if the drop was just a little too high?

That’s just your rebellious side trying to call to you,

The outcasted side of you that wants to speak out

You misunderstand the feeling you hide behind hollow laughs and fake smiles

Because that’s how society told you to feel about your calling

It’s the side of you that wants to jump up and riot

Run through the streets screaming about all the problems nobody talks about

Burn down all the toxic bridges that people enforce on you

And fight all those who try to oppose what should be right

Oh, and that burden on your shoulders?

That’s an entire world counting on you,

And maybe that seems scary and unrealistic

But even the most famous people were once just faces in the crowd

It’s the burden that everyone who knows the truth faces

Because it hangs on our shoulders and makes us droop

Knowledge is a powerful weapon

But knowing that everything is going to end eventually

Constantly, vividly, is a truth that only the strong can face

And only the strong can bear to go through the thoughts of if they were gone

Little angel,

You may have fallen from Heaven’s path for you,

But life has never been a planned out road, has it?

Find your calling

Find your reason to riot

Find the power in the knowledge

You are strong, little angel