Friends? That's easy
Amber, Kristina, Mia, Isabella....
Are they real? Define real....
Are they friends?, or are they Princess Bella's
Maybe a little conceited
Sometimes a little overdressed
But other than that, they're perfectly fine
It's not like there's feelings to confess
Okay, okay.
They can be rude
I'll admit it now,
Sometimes they make me confused
It doesn't mean I don't love them
I accept their imperfections
I can't live without 'em
Cause, I'm just a rejection
I don't know what my friends see in me
Cause sometimes all I want to do is bleed
Wait a minute, if this is who I am....
Then I guess I'm the one destroying my plan
I shouldn't have even listened to you!
I know they are real friends
The only proof I need is that
At some point, we all wanted an end.
One more question
this will be it
"Out of all of your friends,
Who's the best? Who do you fit?
Who? My best friend?
Cecilia, hands down.
Even if she just looks at me
She wipes away my frown
But that's a whole other story
That story never ends
The only question I have left is
'Am I a real friend?'
