My Guardian Angel, My Savior

Dramatic instrument in the middle of the rain.
I can’t let my anger loose again.
I am stronger than I thought.
But how will I survive when nothing’s all I’ve got.
Never thought how a soul suffers on its own.
Ironic, it’s me feeling so alone.
Was it me who asked for all of this?
Though, I never was a masochist.
To be normal is all that I wanted.
Yet, all I’m getting is the sense of haunted.
Such a beautiful tragedy to be burnt.
Seems like it was never meant to be my turn.
I only got disasters to tell.
As if for me, happiness is only a fairy tale.
When a prince’s rescue is what I long the most,
The world tells me that I’m just a ghost.
To dance in the rain instead of wandering in circle.
I’m only left to be chosen by the obstacle.
When loneliness is my only option,
I choose to left my dearest self-destruction.
For I am devoted, promised to my guardian angel.
He promised to hold me forever in my lonely castle.