She is still an angel though she fears that she has fell
But she can not see her wings and puts herself through hell

She wants so much to see her halo shining in the mirror
But her eyes see a disguise that blinds her out of fear

Angels look like in the book she has upon her shelf
And so she will not recognize the angel in herself

Angels are so far away in heaven not on earth
But she was made an angel through the miracle of birth

Though her wings can not be lost they never will be found
If she listens to their lies and let's herself be bound

Though her halo can not fade and always will remain
She must come to realize not all halos looks the same