Friends?

Ana and Mia Sitting in a tree And what do you know Along comes Me They trick my mind So I see them as beautiful And who would’ve thought I began to fall in love I fall fast And hard There’s nothing that can stop me now This love I have It keeps going D O W N But I don’t see it that way No, I feel pretty Finally for once I see myself as skinny But no? Not quite yet? Ten more pounds, And maybe I’ll be there. Maybe I’ll be pretty, No? I lost those ten, But I’m still not good enough. Oh Ana, Oh Mia Please make me beautiful Their friend comes along He goes by the name Blade He’s as cool as steel And as sharp as a razor They tell me that he Can relieve all my pain Just let him do his job, Let him tickle my veins. I shut my eyes, And feel a trickle, And a little scratch, Some pain that is physical, But nothing I can’t handle. Nothing I don’t like. Oh thank you Blade. You make me happy, You distract me from this life. Everything seems easier, When I have my wrist at the knife. Now we four We’re the best of friends You see us together Time and time again I don’t expect things to change Unless someone new comes along Which I don’t see happening As depression has been a part of this quartet For oh so very long So I guess that counts as five But depression you see He hides I hide him with smiles I hide back the tears Even close friends Don’t know that he has been closest for years He even has a nickname Oh yes, I call him Bill Bill first came around When I was just a little girl Told me I wasn’t good enough That I should end my life And of course I did try With my own kitchen knife But sad to say I failed And bill has been haunting me It’s gone from knives to pills And well Bill and Blade They get along quite well If you ask me Oh yes, I sometimes feel like I am in the middle Bill and Blade Ana and Mia They seem perfect for each other And here I am Still alone