As I watch you sleeping,

I think of what you’ve said.

Of everything that’s been going on

And what thoughts are inside your head.

I know the world’s been hard on you.

I know that you are stressed.

I know how somedays you feel like crying

And how you feel needed less and less.

When I think that these things

Are in your head

I want to cry myself.

I know the things you want accomplished

And the things you dream, as well.

The words I want to say to you

I hope will ease your pain:

You just have to wait

Until the day

Sleeping angels fly again.