by Kim Dec 16, 2003
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
People sometimes wonder why she cries alone at night, She wonders too. Why is she alone in the dark. Why can’t she cry during the day with the light from the sun burning down on her? She knows, the sun is like her friends and family, they don’t know her. Not like the moon and stars and that sky. The sun always smiles sometimes in the summer that sun smiles right through the rain and laughs great big laughs. Laughs that go right through her like she never existed. The sun doesn’t always smile for her sometimes he skips right over her. But the moon and the stars and that dark sky. They could never skip her. Sometimes they come to shine just for her. They shine on her while she cries as if they were holding her. |