My seven angels

Hairline is crooked but I hope it's fixable, "Oh dear boy, no one can tell", Acne is getting terrible I hope I'm less stressful, "Oh dear boy, your life is in his hands", Anger is out of control why am I mad, "Oh dear boy, peace is soon to be in your heart", Eyes are brown nothing like my fathers, "Oh dear boy, your children shall have his marvelous green eyes", Skinny as a tooth pick is what I'm called, "Oh dear boy, your metabolism will get slower", Dreams seem unbelievable, "Oh dear boy, your dreams will come true", The last Angel spoke to me, "I'll give you everything close your eyes and you'll give me your life" I see your in disguise... My eyes are closed.