speak my angel, why do you cry?
is it because the earth is dying?
remember my angel, please just try.
they believe they keep you safe by lying
too young to spread wings and fly, angel child.
your innocent eyes naïve, so meek and mild.
Love my angel, no matter what they do.
They don't mean to hurt you so.
Although he killed you, forgive him too.
He knows he was wrong, and is filled with woe.
Too sheltered to break free angel child.
Society's glittering images have you beguiled.
So curl your hair my angel, and paint your eyes.
Dress like the models in the magazines do.
Don't listen to the lively music you despise.
Remember, pink is passé, for girls, now blue.
Break out and rebel, my angel child.
Now is your time to be reckless and wild.