I thought you were ok
Guess it was too early to say.
Now you collapse in my arms
Your walls fall down, broken charms.
Your tears soak me to the bone
I feel cold, you feel alone.
You’re not alone.
Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 10:36 PM UTC
I thought you were ok
Guess it was too early to say.
Now you collapse in my arms
Your walls fall down, broken charms.
Your tears soak me to the bone
I feel cold, you feel alone.
You’re not alone.
My best friend has bipolar disorder/manic depression.