I once heard, A tall tale, About a little kid, Who was depressed, All the time.
He had a cute smile, And a cute face, But he was being eaten, From the inside out.
His feelings had gotten the better of him, And he couldn't do anything about it, He was weak, But not the strength weak.
He was mentally weak, Which was the reason, He was so depressed, He lived till he was 13, Then he killed himself.
Let this be a lesson to all, Never give up, And kill yourself, Because it's not right, Nor is it okay.
And maybe, This tall tale, Isn't as tall as you think it is.
Mistress_Dark_Korigashine · Fri Jun 02, 2006 @ 02:52pm · 6 Comments |