Last night I saw the scars that we talk about
I don't mean the emotional ones you can shout
We had a fun night, chatting and stuff
But these scars show nothing i do is enough
It's not me, i don't think, that makes you mad
It's your family and school that get you so sad
How can your family look but not see
These scars are because your life isn't easy
How can they not want to help more
I know they took you to that Lady's door
That lady who you talk to about all your pain
Is it really helping? Your still coping the same.
I know there is nothing I can do, its frustrating
I want you to be away from all the hating
I wish you had found the guy who will be yours forever more
Because maybe in true love you'll find your cure
Your scars and tears ain't what bother me
It's the thoughts behind them that you wont let me see
I hope you can smile soon and it be true
I'll always be here for you Wilma Woo
I'm crying.
I love you so much, so so much, and its never you that makes me sad or mad, all you've ever done is be my best friend, my support, and the only one I can really talk to about cutting and stuff.
Thankyou so much for being there and for being my best friend, and thanks for writing such beautiful lovely poems about me!
love you
moi
xx