6 am child

I wake up, and look at my wall, there it is just a blank space staring back at me and as I wonder what am I going to do at this time, so I get up, go to the bathroom and look at myself, I look weak as if I have been using my strength for something, I look tired for if I was waiting for someone to come and save me, I finally look into my eyes and I don't see anything...anymore, but I do see tears start to fall out of my eyes, as for if I was in morning at a funeral, then I wipe my eyes and went out to the living room, and I see something, a figure of a human peaking through the blinds, and it was a little girl, she came to me and asked,"why do you cry"?, is it because you feel like your alone, is it because you feel like you been locked out of somewhere or because you feel you have lived your life and just want to go home"?, I shrugged my shoulders and then she said, "I have been where you have been and I know what its all like, but you...you have a future that you need to live out to get to the peace that you have been looking for,to get over the horizon you been climbing over for years",... she took my hand and guided me to the blinds and open the blinds fully and said that you need to take in the horizon to get over it, so I raised my hands apart from each other, closed my eyes and took in the  warmth of the horizon but as I was taking it in, I was wondering was this child of 6 am my imagination, my angel or was she me?