Sad, lonely, feeling blue!
So depressed, I don’t know what to do.
Horrible thoughts, tears and many,
many wine, every night you live in fear…
Sick, always living-
In pain, it is like being crushed by a crane.
Thoughts, memories, too much to remember.
On a very rainy night in September.
So gather around,
So the body can be crowned.
Everyone is silent, there is no sound.
After the quiet emotions,
You and yourself walk on the-
Ocean. The ocean is so-
High, he wants to die.
His footstep are-
all to remember the night,
He died in late September!! …