My Little Friend The Razor (happier than it sounds, i promise)

You asked me who my best friend was

I said I didn't have one
I don't have any friends

You said I did too have friends

Okay I said
I'll show you my best friend
Reached in and
Pulled him out
My razor sitting in front of your disapproving gaze

Well, you aren't shy about it,
Do it, you added

No, I replied.
Do you let people see you cry?

Only my closest friends you said

Neither do I.

So why do you do it? You asked

I don't I said.
This is my best friend, because he can hurt me...
But he loves me, so he doesn't.
That is why Razor is my only friend...
The ones I thought were my friends hurt me, and that's not a friend...

Oh, you say.
I'll never hurt you, you added.

Well then, I said
Can I cry in front of you?

Sure, you said,
But only if I can cry with you