When I was little and I cried
You lovingly held me, and let the last tear fall...

One day my friend said lets go get high
i did not know it would be the last time i told...

I have to write a poem
but I really don't know how...

Why is getting high so cool
I wish it was a bunch of Boole...

I sit here in pain crying all night
why must i put up with the fight...

Crying in solitude
Hiding all my tears...

A good friend is always there
A good friend is always fare...

How do i know i love you
How do i know if its true...

I can't take this pain
That makes me want to stand in the rain...

I feel so empty inside
I feel like i should die...

I live in a nightmare
It does not sound fare...

I love you when you tell me im yours
I love you when were behind doors...