Outside it is hot, and the joy of life does unfold
Inside it is becoming extremely cold...

Her tears did freely flow
As I told her I have to go...

Depression, anxiety and stress all part of a phase
That will last for an undetermined number of days...

Father, strange to say, throughout the night
Although my figure, as you see, is slight...

Most often I speak to myself...
Especially to poets and writers...

I don't know when the end of my life
As I never know when life or death...

It can be used when you say goodnight
Or make up after a fight...

You have been gone such a short time
Of my heart this is a crime...

I'm depressed and sad
To be home I should be glad...

A heart so full, open and true
A quality possessed by so few...

Life is getting very bleak
I don't think I will find the love I seek...

It has finally happened I've seen the light
Time to turn day into night...