Why are you depressed?
Do you need to hear a thousand rhythm's of unending cries,
Do you wish to create a story out of my plot in plights,
Would you ever like to listen to the reminisce of past above present,
Would you ever consider pain your biggest strength,
Tell me,
Would you live in a world were the doors are broken in several pieces and no closure to confide you of scary plays of your past...
Then ask me not, for all i seek is just mercy from the most high.
©charminbecky