I tried my best

My friend she stole ,she cursed, she is bad but how can you judge. She is beautiful so sad she is withering away. The wrath of drugs is taking her away. The tears burn my cheeks at night as I lie in my bed,praying that each night as I sleep, she is out there on the street.You may say that I am a bad friend but how can you approach someone who won't Even look at you anymore because you her best friend sold her out to the cops. Hey I tried my best now I can lie at rest. Knowing she is sleep because of her arrest.