The thoughts

by Amanda   Jun 24, 2005


Just because you're sexy
Just because you're hot
Doesn't mean that you
Can put her on the spot
You called her a
You called her a
Just because she's not like you
You laugh because she cuts
Even if she supposedly stopped
Even if she still hurts
It doesn't seem like it
Because she always flirts
But, if you've seen her life
And if you've seen what she went through
Maybe then you'll realize
What are the lies and truths
Don't judge her for what she does
And don't judge her for her looks
But judge her for her personality
Because, for me, that's all it took
They didn't look her through and through
They saw what was on the outside
But I could make that tiny difference
So she can release all she hides
Maybe if I became a more caring friend
She wouldn't be that quiet
Talk with her about her problems
Then, Maybe I won't try it
Now she's thinking suicidal thoughts
She's starting to scare me
As I finally reach the door
I can not find the spare key
I can hear her crying
I can hear her shouting
"Why, god, must you pick me?
And, why am I always doubting?"
I start to burst and beat on the door
"Let me in!
What are you doing this for?"
She opens the door
And says come in
I held her in my arms
On my shoulder, she rests her chin
I took her and looked her in the eyes
I said, "You are my best friend!"
She dropped the vodka and dropped the pills
And said, "I'm glad this isn't the end!"

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