One day, when I was walking on the street, I found this broken Barbie. I was shocked as it showed my pain deep in my heart. I was depressed that I felt like my heart had been tore apart like this Barbie. When my heart was broken, my body and life looks like normal to others. Tears rolling down on my still face and dropped to the shadow... I then back to my normal life pretending I was ok. Nobody knows I am depressed and tore like that Barbie...