Little Red Wagon, Little Red Bike, I

I Say There're No Depressed Words Just Depressed Minds.

I Can't See My Reflection In The Waters, I Can't Speak The Sounds That Show No Pain. I Can't Hear The Echo Of My Footsteps, Or Can't Remember The Sound Of My Own Name.

You Know, Sometimes A Person's Reputation Can Be Far More Colossal Than The Influence Of The Person. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It Anymore.

How Many Years Can Some People Exist Before They're Allowed To Be Free.

They Self-inflict Punishment On Their Own Broken Lives, Put Their Faith In Their Possessions, In Their Jobs, Or Their Wives.