Let the society be; but what about
friends?
The loyal ones who were faithful once,
Took a path to run because she was no
more fun.
It’s her fault yes, she chose sadness over
friends.
She stayed home and away from her
phone
And when they partied, she slit her
wrists.
Oh, how did they miss?
Friends leave when you’re suicidal.
Bipolar, Anxiety, Depression, BPD what
not..
Who would want a friend with these
when you are out in a gang saying
cheers?
The problem is, nobody wants to be
blamed.
Her friends say,
“If she kills herself, which we're sure she
will because a person like her doesn’t
belong in a happy place.
Sadness is all she is.
And when she’s gone, yes we’ll surely
miss.
But, who wants the blame?
We don’t want to be a reason for her
death.
How can we do our best when she's
always seeking death?
We can’t handle the guilt, yes we
respect the friendship that is built.
But why should we be a reason for her
death?
I don’t want the police interrogating us.
We’d like to stay away from all the
mess.”
She says,
“I wish a friend could stay
And heal this thing away
I wish I had someone to talk
When I’m contemplating suicide as I
walk.
Can some one save me from my own
head?
Help me clean up this mess.
You promised to stay through thick and
thin
But now look at me like a bag full of sin
Can one person help me rise?
Make me stay a little longer without
paying the price ?
Hold my hand and walk along
Or at least be present all along.
Can one person Stay? Can one friend
Stay?
Yes, I might kill myself
But atleast I would have you until I rest.
Can one friend Stay?”
It’s true people love happiness.
Who would love a sad girl?
Who would love a scarred girl ?
None. Even after each rise of the sun.
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