Guardian

It's hard to fly 

When your wings are made of iron

It's hard to float 

With this weight on your shoulders 

While every one looks ahead 

You watch their back 

When every one sleeps 

You're awake 

Sometimes it's hard to connect 

When someone new comes along 

And you're worried they might be a threat 

With wings of iron you might not be faster 

But you are stronger 

When every one leaves 

You chose to stay 

A Sheild, Guardian, Protector 

All of these words describe who you are