If you turn sick,
Ill turn sick...

As we were Walking,
I grabbed her arms...

Crying,
Crying...

If I only had a minute to breath and end it...
Ill start by cutting my wrists...

'Best friends ti'll the end' we say..
Friends for eight years...

Kindergarden starts I cry shooting tears
And your there for me...

I should've known this day was happening
But I was only five...