They all want to run
They all want to die
They already cry
But why?
They said, but I still don't understand
I can tell there's something hiding deep inside
They starve, they cut, they threaten "I'm not gonna live"
I did so once
But now I try to stop them
I let them, but stay for them to hug - hold on to
To talk things out and to fall into
There's only one though who I wish to be there for
But 'they' shut me out - Never would able to tell me
Unless I'm really caring to show 'them'
I just wish 'they'd' open - Let me in
Talk, Laugh, Grow
Be a real friend
Not a little girl who likes 'him'
But a sweet open minded hearted one
Who offers a welcome caring hand