The Queen
She lived in her castle
She was beautiful
She was the Queen
Everyone thought that she was happy
But her sorrow was unseen
She lived all alone in her castle
She always felt sad and blue
She stayed in her castle all day long with nothing much to do
She had trouble sleeping
She cried at night in bed
She hated living and wanted nothing more than to be dead
One day she just got tired
She jumped out of her window and plunged straight into the ground
The next morning, her tired body was found
Everyone was puzzled
"What has happened to our Queen?"
They had never known that the Queen was suffering
For her depression had been unseen
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