She says that its worse
Like life and love is one big curse
I'm the only one she will tell
Like only I can help her get well
What can I possibly say
to make all her pain go away?
Look at her wrists,how she cuts and bleeds
No one but me knows every one of her needs
My only worry is of her life
Everyday I try to take away that knife
But she has ahold of that pain
And no relief does she ever gain
A never ending circle of emotion
Locked in with no sense of devotion
She tells only me
The pain her eyes do see
Trust me not to tell
And to always make her well
But now I am backing down
In her pain we begin to drown
Now I only wish I could have taken away that knife
So I could have saved my best friends life
