My Best Friend is Depressed

You see a world of black and white
I see a world full of color

Where you see a river too wide to cross

I find the bridge to go over
But we both have eyes to see

And ears to hear

So tell me this my dear friend

Why is it that when I see a new beginning

You see a dead end?

This poem is about: 
Me

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