Crazy Angel
Always playing depressing music,
but only hearing the clock itself tick.
Avoiding smiles of the ones who mean the most to you,
and it's almost as if they're avoiding you too.
Other friends, now, pretending to care,
Joking around about it, but still unaware,
of the damage it has on your well-being.
Wandering around, dying without them even seeing.
Seeking dark places to go and cry,
and even though they see you, they just walk right by.
And right when you think you've had it, you're at your worst,
cheeks faded with tears, heart ready to burst,
He comes along and steals your pain.
He's so perfect, you'd think he's a saint.
Put on this earth to bring you back,
with impeccable timing to pull you from the crack.
There's no question, he's perfect for you,
and it just so happens that he likes you too.
When this 'like' becomes 'love',
you realize he's your gift from above.
You should think again, if you thinks this is a fable,
because he's real, he's there, he's your Crazy Angel.
-Neko
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