A tear in the river.
A tear,
meant for who?
I look into the water.
What will happen,
if I know kill myself?
Will it care someone?
Will I be missed?
I really wan to know,
I need to know if people care about me.
Isn't there a different way?
I could dissapear,
but I don't want that.
I hate this life.
I don't want to be here.
The tear in the river,
was meant for me.
The tear in the river,
it wasn't mine,
it was yours.