The time has come for me to be strong.
The time has come for me to move on from this.
I can no longer lift my head and hide my tears.
I can only shield you from all my fears.
Simply put I am no longer your guardian angel.
I am searching for mine.
The bravery I show is never meant to be dull.
I want to hold you tight, but I can barely hold me.
My wings are meant to cherish, as my heart is meant to break.
Yet I always have a smile on my face.
Meanwhile my wings are breaking.
I can no longer help you fly.
Your angel needs their own.
Even an angel wings break sometimes.