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Children and depression
Wandering with no direction,
Feelings and emotions control every step.
Deprived of love and affection.
Two pale shadows next to me on this journey,
A son and a daughter reaching for a warm embrace.
While I’m pleeing for a little bit of mercy.
I can’t give what I don’t own.
My heart is cold and lifeless,
My mind is dark but I’m not alone.
I have to share my thoughts with a foreign invader,
Speaking words they cannot hear nor comprehend.
Trying to get all this nonsense on paper.
Hoping they will read my stories of pain.
Hoping they will understand it someday,
Hoping that is was not all in vain.
Feelings and emotions control every step.
Deprived of love and affection.
Two pale shadows next to me on this journey,
A son and a daughter reaching for a warm embrace.
While I’m pleeing for a little bit of mercy.
I can’t give what I don’t own.
My heart is cold and lifeless,
My mind is dark but I’m not alone.
I have to share my thoughts with a foreign invader,
Speaking words they cannot hear nor comprehend.
Trying to get all this nonsense on paper.
Hoping they will read my stories of pain.
Hoping they will understand it someday,
Hoping that is was not all in vain.
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