Angel's Cries

No one knows anyone except themselves.

Make a wish, my tortured soul,
For I can not fall asleep
And though the moonlight dances so
The angels surely weep

But no one hears their shattered cries
And no one knows their pain
Except, maybe, the twinkling stars
And the soothing rain

Cry not my angels, the purest of spirits
For your cries disturb my dreams
Both you and I are here to prove
Everything is not always what it seems.