I thought you were my best friend
i thought you'd always care...
Stories we share, secrets we tell,
the memories we have together...
So the demons behind your back come out to play.
Go on, just test me, let's have some fun...
My dearest friend, you mean so much
you've help me through when I wanted to stop...
We used to be tight,
like Mary-Kate and Ashley...
Amy; look at her sitting there so sweet,
In her wheelchair and eyes that never meet...
I'm not going to sugar coat anything
Theres no way to start this poem right...
You call yourself a friend,
but this is not true...
I really thought we would get past it
Believed we'd make it through...
Stay strong my saviour
Never let them get you down...
Ur so stubborn
Ur not coming back...
I wanted for all of this to be over
to make thoughts of you end forever...