Sadness is that feeling,
When the falling doesn't stop,
And it saps your life of meaning,
And of the good things that you've got,
So when you finally hit rock bottom,
And you look back up at the sky,
What you once had seems so far away,
The only thing left to do is cry,
People all yell out "save yourself",
Calling things about "happiness" and "hope"
But they're too busy with their lives to realise,
It'd be a lot quicker if they let down a rope.
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