I see the teardrops on your face,
Even though they haven't left your eyes.
I know that you're feeling out of place,
Just hear my pleas, just hear my cries.

I'm asking you to talk to me,
Because that's what friends are for.
All your pain is obvious to me,
So let me help you soothe your sores.

I'll stand in the snow, wait in the rain,
I'll wait for you for days on end.
You may think that I'm insane,
But all I want is to be your friend.

Stop pretending, stop denying,
The fact that you are depressed.
Stop depending, stop relying,
On things that make you stressed.

If you ignore all I've said,
You will just worsen your case.
Of all the many things I dread,
The worst are the teardrops on your face.

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