Some things...
they make me sad.

Some things,
they make me want to cry.

Some things,
they depress me
until I can't think.

Some things
I can't help.


Some People,
they make me sad.

Some People,
they make me want to cry.

Some People,
they depress me
until I can't think.

Some People
I can't help.

Sometimes,
I wish I could express

the reasons behind
why I feel this way.

the things that created
the person I am today.

I am imperfect
and imperfection is all I can see in me...