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by Aure May 28, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Walking in the forest with birds singing their songs I envy them, those without worries I walk in the river the water floats gently it's cool and undeep but still I drown in the heat Now I'm home you're standing in front of me asking me where I was and I can see the rage coming I was out, just wondering You don't believe a word of it hit me in the face and call me names turn your back at me and I go, back to the forest and envy those without worries and I go back to the river wishing that I could drown in it I'm sitting on the bridge throwing stones in the edge crying tears and make it rain tears that you should have seen But you didn't