I once knew a man
Whom I'd see everyday
And I'd swear he'd love all and hate not even one.
And I'd swear he'd always smile through the day.
He'd be joyful and kind,
Handsome and smart
He'd let no one fall behind,
He'd let everyone take part.
How could a man so perfect,
Feel so insecure?
As to torture himself with pain and regret,
To poison himself that "nothing is the cure"?
I once knew a man
Whom I'd see everyday
Who'd see the goodness in all, though not an academian,
Who'd let nobody alone to enter the fray.
How could a man so perfect,
Feel bad about himself?
To torture himself with pain and neglect,
To put his big heart on the shelf?
I once knew a man
Whom I'd see everyday,
No one thought he'd be a madman,
No one thought he'd never want to stay.
How could a man so perfect,
Doubt himself so bad?
As for him, his emotions, adject,
Seeing himself, a terrible lad?
I once knew a man
Whom I'd see when he goes past,
No one knew who ruined his fun,
Sadly he took the breath that was his last.
He may be joyful and kind,
Handsome and smart,
But he'd let his tears slide,
And break his big, big heart.
He wrote some notes to leave:
"Sorry I didn't tell"
"But I just felt so bad, I just couldn't live."
"Sorry I didn't tell"
And to the one who'd be reading my letter,
Who feels the way I do;
I'd know everything would be better,
Please don't give up on you.
I'm sorry
