Angel In Disguise

You always said you were proud of me. Even now, I can't imagine why. Holding fast to reality, from the bottom we can only climb. Perhaps it was pity clouding your judgment; guilt to keep expectations low. Then you always did feel responsible, though the burden was never yours to hold. I was a troubled soul for so many reasons, none of which was from a lack of your grace. So shine it down upon my face, because I need it now more than ever. You were my angel in disguise, the fairest I ever knew. I loved you then and I love now, so rest in peace fair lady.