i like to talk
and dance and play
with my dearest friends
who never go away
we have lots of fun
we laugh and sing
i tell my friends
almost everything
they know me well
and protect me too
from the other kids
who beat me black and blue
they dry my tears
and calm my thoughts
my friends are great
i love them a lot
they follow me everywhere
even to my special room
and no one else can go
but they always leave too soon
the lady gives me medicine
which i will always dread
for it takes away my memory
and now my friends are dead
my thoughts are different
and their words are kind
they tell me to move on
from the friends all in my mind
