Tell me

Why is the sky still blue??
As if it has never experienced sadness??
Why are the clouds still so white??
As if they haven’t been stained with the world pollution

Why is the grass so green??
Like it only feels the joys, not the sorrows??
Why is the sun still yellow?
Why does it shine like it’s always happy??

Then I met a sorcerer, who looked into my heart
He took it out of me and examined it thoroughly
Then he said,’ Hey! This is quite unique!’
He said, ‘you are said the light that brings darkness’

Am I really the dark gloomy guy deep down?
Am I really the person I think I was?
Why am I asking these questions?
I don’t know if that’s is good or bad.

Well aren’t I looking fine right now?
My life’s a wreck, but my soul has been found.
Now that it’s returned, where will it go?

Will this cycle keep moving to and fro?
That for every happy person,
There is one in depression?