angel

she comes home to me after a hard night's work, falls in my arms and sleeps like a bird, startle, wakes up, like she don't know me, cocks back her fist like she's going to slug me, like, who are you anyway, and what are you doing to me?, she's an angel, but she can't see it, she's got wings, but she can't feel 'em, she's an angel, but she can't see it, but she's flying above me every day, every day of my life, bright diamond eyes with daggers beneath them, she carries the chains of a million decisions, that weren't even hers to begin with anyway, but she carries them all, all the people around her, never even notice that she's very very tired, she's an angel, but she can't see it, she's got wings, but she can't feel 'em, she's an angel, but she can't see it, but she's flying above me every day, every day of my life, la la la la.