So now, Here I am;
Crying out once again...

Thought I became an angel;
With wings of silver,
Ready to fly and conquer.

I stare at myself;
gazing now at the mirror and see instead a failure.

Broken wings, shattered heart...
Crying with tears of blood,
Wounds of mine— I look at them with disgust!

No one else this time;
Not a neighbor Nor a friend...
No one else left to blame;
No one but myself.