So, that's the poem that will appear in the next chapter of "A million teardrops", the translation will be delivered later, it's just a sniff now. . .

Hopeless Angel

Now I'm standing here again,
Standing in the cold, wet rain.
Today was another hopeless day,
The rain is washing him with all my worries away.
The rain is mixed up with my tears,
Another time in the long last years.
There is so much I could cry for,
So much I've to hide behind unbreakable armor.
So much pain and sorrows,
So much no one knows.
So much pain which makes hurting my body.
No one's there who's saying he's sorry.
My fragile wings are broken,
But I don't know which medicine could heal them.
Scratch by scratch, scar by scar,
Why I let it come so far?
Because my hope's gone now,
It is much more lower than low.
Powerless I'm getting down to my knees,
But there's o none who sees.
People look at me like I'm no human,
Could no one see that I'm only a young woman?
I was hated since my birth,Hopeless my body falls down to earth.
From my mouth I could hear a sigh,
Sometimes, I wish I would dye.
But neither in heaven nor in hell I'm welcome,
I have to stay here until the last day is gone.
May some day I was an angel with wings so white
But now they are black, genes all their bright.
Then darkness would take my broken soul,
And not only one part - no - the hole.
Without my hope I couldn't see the light.
All is so dark, darker tan the darkest night.
Tomorrow I'll stand here again,
Standing in the cold wet rain.

I know, pretty gloomy again, but if you read it in context you may better understand why it is so. I'll hurry up with the translation and the next chapter will come soon, I promise. . .

LadySerenity - chan