Reason for my name i guess....

There are those who watch us...

Like a guardian on our shoulder...

They watch our every mistake...

Knowing with each were getting older... 

They watch our every problem...

Watching us become colder...

They try to cry out...

A desperate shout to help...

But our minds are clouded...

Our ears our plugged...

We cannot think, we cannot hear...

The only thing angels can do, is shed a tear...

Yeah, I rushed through it, so it's a little sloppy...might edit it up later