Once upon a time...

once upon a time there was hope
in a world with no end, no anecdote
a small child, a little girl,
rosy cheecks and a bright little world
surrounded by angels none the less
who protected her to their very best
from heartache, greivance, sadness,
despression, insanity, madness
because inside her tiny world
was all these mean girls
who called themselves her friends
promised until the very end
then suddenly, after tragic struck and mingled with reality
she grew up, gripping her surroundings, her clarity
she ran away so fast
not looking back to her childhood past
wishing, hoping once again
that those angels would swoop by and redeem themselves her friends
she reached out, pushing herself to succeed
at being their angel in a time of need
now i sit broken hearted
finding how we have so quickly departed
from saving each other
and trusting one another
loosing our once beautiful wings and ability to fly
wondering if we'll ever give it another try
lifting our feet, change abound
or will we jump and smash on the ground?