This is kind of a spoken poem/words. I know it rhymes more when spoken, but I'll give a try here. Hope you enjoy it.

When I was a little girl, I used to believe in angels, magic and that everyone is going to heaven!

I used to think that if I’m in danger, angels will save me!

And if I’m having a bad day, it is ok ,

because I’ll end up in heaven.

I’ve never felt sorry about kids with no parents, or my friend, that girl with big glasses at school who everyone used to laugh at.

Because no matter what happens, God will take them to heaven.

When I caught my mum crying after my grandma passed away, I didn’t even try to cheer her up

I though: oh it can’t be that bad, God knows she’s mad,

and he’ll take care of it, isn’t that’s why he invented heaven?

So that kids with no parents can have a shoulder to cry on when they’re sad?

So that my friend, the girl with big glasses at school who everyone used to laugh at, can actually laugh one day? Not out of misery, not out of shame, out of happiness and out of joy

So She can pick up the tiny pieces of her dreams off the floor, the dreams that everyone tried to destroy?

And that one day, instead of remembering her as the girl with big glasses at school who everyone used to laugh at,

she can be remembered as the most beautiful ,smart ,funny girl who knew no matter what happens, god will take us to heaven!

Now I’m not a little girl no more, I know that there’s no magic, there’s no angels…and probably there’s no heaven!

I know that kids with no parents, will have pain, sorrow and tears

And at the end of the night, there will be no one to whisper goodnight in their ears.

And when I think of my friend, I still remember her as the girl with big glasses at school who everyone used to laugh at!

Now, I know that life can be hard…it can be tragic,

and I can guarantee you, there’s no fairy tales and there’s no magic!

And that life can be an awful song, with bad rhymes that you have to listen to every morning!

But you have to sing it anyway, and sing it loud until your ears fall in love with what they’re hearing.

I tasted the bitterness and I’m still striving to taste the sweet.

I gave pieces of my heart away more than once without asking for anything, and I was like: hey, that’s my treat!

When I was close to the edge and about to fall, I reached out to life,

and instead of taking my hand she gave me an earthquake

I looked up and said no no, don’t expect me to fall…not that quick!

Life, tried to shake my faith, as hard as she could, and you know what! some of my faith is lost now

But As a grown up women, I still play hide and seek and merry go rounds

I hide from pain and seek comfort under my mum’s arms.

I run away from the people I don’t like and around the ones I love.

And if you’re having a bad day, I’ll tell you don’t worry, it is ok

Cause no matter what happens, god will take us to heaven!