Oh little angel
You were born as this gender
With you it was not consulted or as if to even ask would be inferior.
You are but innocent and for that alone you must suffer
But still your temper's
As if by some means, some miracle from the divine you were not in any real danger.
But you were in danger, you were in the threshing floor,
milestone around your neck, in the deep,
in the dark on the streets
by all the nashing teeth.
how did you even get so far.
Mental, physical, emotional, literal painful scars.
Oh little angel what big beautiful eyes you had, the innocence of which shared by all young kids.
But don't cut the cake
Dad hasn't come home it's late.
See the look in his eyes, whose is that, something have changed.
And you will never get back that day.
Not even if you traverse the galaxies and stars, it's gone away.
And you wanted to cry, but how could you have known.
You needed to save those tears because it would be a lifetime of pain away before you would ever find a real home...
It wasn't your fault,
oh little angel, it wasn't your hand around the knife that made the real mark.
Did the only thing you could. Your In charge
now. Keep everyone alive
the pain, battle, dark.
Oh little angel look how far
You have come.