wings

You want me
Yet you hate me
I’m insane I’m odd
They all call me angel
Yet they couldn’t pick a stranger one
My wings aren’t white
Nor are they stained with evil black evil
Not quite good
Nor am I evil
Grey wings filled with fatigue
You never noticed
I was gone before you could reach out and say stop
I won’t wait for you to realize
I got someone better
They all call me angel
I couldn’t be any mistaken
Do you really think I’m that great?
Can you touch me?
Can you love me?
Never bow to me
Don’t want a slave I want a friend
Will you hold me like I was meant to be?
Don’t make me raise my sword
I’m not a good girl
I’m not bad either
I’m strangely ordinary
This is who I want to be
What will you lose?
Do you want to waste your time with someone so flawed
I’m broken in more then one way
Will you risk it?
I’m not a good angel
Just a little bad and good mixed in
I’m not that great
But do I deserve pain?
Will my wings let me fly away?
Will they hold me higher?
Will they keep me from falling?
Not white not black
Just grey
Perfectly in the middle
Just a normal angel.