A call to live life in black not in white
It isn’t a matter of dark or living light
How can I understand your dark style
Come sit and talk to me for awhile.
Because you look so different from me
I know there must be more than I see
As you lie each lonely night in your bed
Do you really believe you should be dead?
How can you see yourself the way I do?
You no longer are the person I knew
You have become so distant and alone
Sometimes I think you are like stone.
Like vapors before my own eyes
No more hellos, no more goodbyes
Come back to me from that place afar
I care for you just the way you are.
Written by Dr. Rick McGrath, Ph.D.
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