Heaven gets broken sometimes; it's not as if it does not
exist at all.
Sometimes we cry because we cannot find our way back into
it.
We all want to be good angels- not all of us get the wings,
some, are just too weak.
It's not by the nature of the world to make everyone worthy,
few people are- others are on their way.
There is a certain path for each one of us to cross;
learning is the purpose of it all- of us all.

Can you find the answers we need without any agony without
any effort or growing pains?
Is it possible to be saved just because we can't bare the
weight that was put on us, while others struggle like lions
- brave not necessarily strong?

It will be OK though- not one of us is empty of gold, we
just have to find our unique qualities and learn to use them
wisely.