Asking Out An Angel

I see her sitting there, I want her to know who I am But how do you make an angel notice you? Can somebody more beautiful than life itself, settle for just an average boy? How do I approach someone so pretty, without making a fool of myself, as I stumble trying to find the right words to say? Can I handle the rejection? Or will she surprise me, giving reason to rejoice? Can I make these shy feet walk towards her? Or will they retreat in fear of yet another defeat? If I make it across this impassable land between her and I, will my voice be easily found? Better yet will my voice be heard by her at all? Or shall it fall onto disinterested ears? Through my many years of learning, no one’s taught me how to gain, what my heart’s been yearning for Never have I wanted anything more, than how I want her now But how can I overcome the greatest obstacle that stands in my way? How do I rise above myself? If only I could change this lacking self-esteem, bring some confidence to myself, perhaps then I could find a way, to ask an angel out today