SADNESS

Sadness is like an abondoned house
That no one lived for the longest time
Like a virgin forest
That no one entered from the start.

Sadness is like a dirty river
Fishes could not lived
Only the stones and the ferns endured
Yet even that no one noticed.

Sadness is like an unhealthy plant
Withered dried and brown
Waiting for someone
Make it bloom again.