I know my best friend
She’s only young, just thirteen
She’s the nicest person that I know
And she already wants her life to end.
She’s getting better, day by day
She’s realizing that people care
She gave up on the knife
“I can’t take this anymore†is what she wants to say.
There’s no way I could live without her
Everyone cares about her
And she’s starting to realize that a lot of people need her
And without her here I’d die for sure.
Her name is Kristi
She used to cut, but then gave up
She realized it wasn’t getting her anywhere
Now I’m putting scars on my arms
I’m turning into the girl she used to be.
