Here for You

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There was a Girl
She was my friend
I thought she was happy
But she just wanted it all to end

And one day she tried
To take her own life
I cried
Now she's alright
But I cried
I'm just happy she made it out alive

I was sad
I am her friend
I thought she was happy
But she had just wanted it all to end

I was sad
I was worried
It's all my fault
Isn't it
No it's not
Yes it is

I cried
Looking back on it
I should've seen all the warning signs

I am sad
I am worried
I am dying
I am crazy
I am in pain

Is this what she felt like
I dare not ask her

There was a Friend
An adult friend
And I asked her
If I was ok

Was I depressed
Was I insane

I told her what happened
Was I fine
I am losing
My own mind

She let me talk
She let me vent
I hadn't told anyone else yet
How I felt

And I was doing better
For a week
She said we could talk more often
But the more we talked
The less it helped

Oh well

I am still sad
Still worried
Still dying
Still crazy
Still in pain

There was a doctor
I asked for help
I told them my story
I relived the pain

I asked for help
I paid them
They said No
That I was fine

I was fine
If this is what fine felt like
I'd hate to see what pain was

Just talk more
Share more
Relive the pain more

Thanks for your help

I am still sad
Still worried
Still dying
Still crazy
Still in pain

There was a Boy
(A man really)
He made videos
On the internet
For me to see
And for millions of others

Here was there for me
And for millions of others
With our knowing it
I've never met him
And he's one of my closest friends

He makes me smile
And he makes all my pain
Worth the while

And I love him
(Platonically of course)

There are certain days
Where he is the only thing
That makes me happy

All his laughter
All his joy
All his games

Sometimes there are only certain things that make you feel a certain way

For while I am still sad
Still worried
Still dying
Still crazy
Still in pain

He can make it go away
Just temporarily
But still

A little love is better than none...

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