Walking through the hall of thoughts,
The thoughts of me
Feel happiness and joy
Also I feel sadness and tears
Sometimes the world id full colours
The other time it’s black
I was depressed and thought about suicide
Now I feel good and I love life
Still I feel some tears coming up
Is it, cause I know the world isn’t how it must be?
Or are it tears of luck?
My friends are so good for me
That’s making me crying too
Now I know I’m someone
I’m a person
Thinking of all the times I’ve been through
Some full joy, some full tears
Well,
It’s part of the story!