I've just looked in the mirror,
I've seen a change in myself.
I feel as if I'm a different person,
now I believe in myself.
I have angels in my head,
but will they spread their wings?
Will they sing the new song?
yesterday I walked in the hot, melting sun,
then I closed my eyes, I felt it burn right through.
Time for a disquise.
Angels have just spread their wings.
A new song is heard.
D.A. Woods
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-change-12/
