Even when the door closes, there is still an eye that watches from afar, the silent star of a guardian who guides you from peril and disspear, The silent tug of hope that enters your heart when it feels as though its breaking, the silent encouragement in your head when everyone around you said your a failure, the silent feel of love when no one seems to care what happens to you, that's what I want, thats what I need, A guardian angle to look and watch over me.