Depressed

by: Natascha 

The dreams I dream for a very long time

The guilt, the humiliation, the crime,

The love, the friendship and the heart,

All shattered in a million pieces,

Just cause we came apart.

Together to play

To laugh, and to cry

But in our hearts

Our friendship will nerver die

Anger and envy always in the way,

What should we do?

Oh! Come and what may-

To pretend, to laugh and to cry

Where is my sensitivity

I just couldn't try