The silent crying of a little child.
You hear it in your heart,
but think it will go by.
Some people think the pain will die,
in time.
Not knowing it will find a place in your soul,
filling the emptiness inside.
Pain isn't a good foundation to build a life on.
It's like a tree in bad soil.
The tree won't grow and what is there,
will be miserable like the soil you plant it in.
You've got to find the power and energy to
renew the foundation.
But that would be some preoccupation.
So you have a choise: do it partly over
or let the pain die inside.
by commiting suicide.
It's up to you...
There's nothing I can do,
except for being a friend on your way.