An angel in disguise,
Sat in a corner.
And I wondered why she was hiding,
When she could be flying.
She seemed so dull,
But inside you could see she was screaming colour.
Her eyes were glazed with tears.
Do angels cry?
You could feel her heart beating rapidly,
As the sound echoed to my ears.
And my heart started beating faster.
Together in sync.
I didn't go to her and probably won't see her again.
But as I walked outside,
I realised,
It's too cold for angels to fly.
