When a person is sad,
they will sometimes act bad
then must live with the shame.
It's the heartache's to blame.
When a person is blue,
the things that they do
may seem, somehow insane.
Put it down to the pain.
Don't be too quick to make
a judgement, just take
some time to reflect
and, if you suspect,
they are hurting so much
they've got out of touch
with their head
and instead
are falling apart -
a slave to their heart,
then, if you've strength to lend,
try to act like a friend.
It's a hard thing to do,
but remember when you
have broken the rules,
behaved like a fool,
when your life fell apart
and shattered your heart.
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