Her cries
I Cant stand to see a friend like this
A friend that doesn’t know what she’s worth
She constantly has sex
Because “she loves it”
She constantly chase boys because “she loves em’”
But why?
Why does she adore em’
Chase em’
Is their an emptiness inside and she cannot bare it
They constantly treat you like a piece of trash, spitting her out and passing it to the next
I watch, as she gets hurt. Feeling the pain she feels because she’s my other half
She says “I really liked him” over and over
But that doesn’t change the fact that he doesn’t care
I remember when we were both freshmen
Now look
You’re still a freshman
I watch as her life fades away into the mist of the devils presents
You can see clearly
Sex won’t pass you,
weed just takes your problems away for a little while,
And fighting won’t solve anything
This is only temporarily fun
When is she gona see that she is worth more than what she thinks?
You say you know your worth,
I don’t think you do
You’re just a quick ejaculation to these boys
But their a long lasting love to you
Can you be this oblivious?
Learn to love
And appreciate yourself
I don’t wana see an old friend
Fending for drugs
Begging for money
Prostituting
See even though its not me
I can still feel the pain she feels
Just as it breaks her down internally, it breaks me down
But after a while you stop talking
Cus’ no one seems to listen
I hope god here my prayers
And whisper in her ear
So one day she can see what I see
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