Angles

As i wake i see a light,
what could it be,
its the middle of the night.

its not the moon,
its not the stars,
maybe I'll be leaving soon.

as a kid i was so sick,
cancer filled my life,
i wish that it was all a trick.

i see an angle flying to wards me,
why are you hear i scream,
its time to leave my child and soon you shall see.

but I'm to young to die,
I'm only 16,
but i have no choice, so up to the sky i fly!