Comments about Brigitt Rodriguez
Depressed? Nay, that is not me
Only stressed, I’m sure you’ll see
Say that you once saw me in a corner
But I tell you, I am no loner
See scars on my wrists? I say you’re mad
For I would not do something so bad
So you heard me cry myself to sleep?
And I ask, “What reason, have I, to weep? ”
You sense the sadness in my eyes?