Growing Up Can Be Tough
Growing up can be tough
It can also be carefree
Though my best friend had it rough
And growing up happened early on for me
She tried to end it all
Then she spent some time away
Her doctors had made the call
So by her side, I was every day
Lost in the moment like a dream
I saw what real life was like
I was only thirteen
It’s hard to see someone you love in that light
But she is much better now
And here I am, more understanding anyhow
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