Sad, lonely, felling blue.
So depressed, you don’t know what to do!
Hunger, tears, and many,
Many beers, overnight you live in fear.
Sick, yet always living.
In pain, it’s like being crushed by a crane!
Thoughts, memories, to much to remember;
On a very rainy night in September!
So gather around/ So the body can be crown,
Everyone’s quiet, 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 footsteps are-
all they remember the night,
He died in late September.