Tears fall like rain in little rivers down your face.
No one understands you or the reasons you sometimes
Are sad and quiet and in a dark, depressed place.
You don't have to explain yourself, or defend the way you feel.
You can talk to a therapist about your problems and your pain--
They won't laugh or insult you, they help you heal.
If everyone would just be kind and remember we all
Have battles we fight, reach out helping hands and
Not avoid friends in pain, and break down dividing walls.
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