You'd ask me if I'm depressed. I'd tell you no
Why can I be depressed when I have what I wanted
You'd ask me if I'm suicidal. I'd tell you no
When you fail in something too many times
You give up
You'd ask me if I'm happy. So used to lying. I'd tell you no
How can you be unhappy, when your smile is filled with love. Eyes with sadness, but your heart's not there and your emotions thinned?
I grew a stone in place of a heart
Just to give it away again
Regret I do not, for I've nothing to lose and everything to gain
I'm sorry Liz. I love you