More annoyed than me that is no one in this city More depressed than I am in this crowd I am not depressed is not anyones sad scream My depressed is my depressed Sadness is not anyones scream
Nazanini when I It was Wishing the Wishes in the chest which itself became the eyes of others I left me alone and left alone I dont know why it was written I was abandoned and left alone I dont know why it was abused I am depressed my depressed My sadness I am a candle that I burn I am a crowd and I did not get the most lonely play I am not a warm tears and a fighter One who was an enemy of why my enemy was Foreign alien to me I am not depressed
