I can be sometimes dismal.

There was a girl who wept for you, but you did not see. There was a man with bright white eyes, but you did not see him running to you, running right to you. I walked by where they were laughing. I saw them throwing stones and making jokes about me. You did not see them running toward me with their hands tied. I met a girl . She had died, oh, one day because she couldn't say that right words to the kingdom. Then she flew away like a white dove in the sky. Oh me, oh my. I didn't see her yesterday when i went down to the church to make amends with myself. I didn't see her walking by yesterday. Yesterday was the right day, but today i feel like i could die for any given reason (existentially, i don't mind).