when we brake bones
with time and care
we recover completely
but nobody tells you about depression
and the way it's been a year
but i still feel empty sometimes
they never told me about the cold
as if depression started a winter storm
and forever will it snow
since we were young
we knew that when we die
it's over, done
but nobody told me that sometimes
just a piece of us die
and we continue to live
maybe that piece if dead forever
and i am a walking grave
maybe after depression
we can never fully recover
