After All These Years

I spoke to an Angel that had fallen
Who wasn’t sure how they fell in.
One of those Golden children.
A child who could never do sin
Who grew into a different position.
As a silver child, I only peered in
Always from the outside, bawling.
They wouldn’t ever invite me in
We both lacked understanding.
Today, it’s different positioning
We’re both comprehending 
The styles of life we’re following
Our problem nowadays lies in
The truth, we both lack feeling.

Everything’s just numb.
We try laugh it off— dumb.

Look away, sighing heavily
While the facts, truthfully
Is buzzing around like a flea.
Despite Life’s beginning decree
We could very easily agree
Life offers, yet doesn’t guarantee 
At least at the moment, honestly
We’re on the same boat and sea.