The angel cries once more

My wings were white once
I flew through the sky untainted by reality
In a world I did not know at all

I glided by oblivious to the horror of life
And could not predict this accursed future
This is the life I now live

Now as I soar through the clear blue skies
I am marked by the black and ugly
The things that lived inside me leak out and stain me

Around me are the pure hearted and naive
They do not and could not know this torment
And avert their eyes even to me

I am the one that continues on through society
A foreigner even to those who claimed to love
And bear the mark of their hatred

I am not what they believe me to be
Unnatural creature that I am
I was not made to be this way

When I see myself so drab and dull
I am an unrecognizable even to a mirror
This is not was I used to be before the days of sorrow

My feathers fell and grew back so dark
It happened so very fast
I did not see what they did to me

Now I live and yet do not
Fallen through from good graces
I bear every sneer and snide remark

I have accepted this shadowed existence
That was so detestable at first
Now I embrace it with open arms

I welcome the darkness and realize too
It was always there to follow me
This is how it was always meant to be

And though my wings were once painted white
I now see this is who I was
This is my destiny