Alone

All she ever wanted

Was to love, and to be loved

To want, and to be wanted

But forever she was always haunted

Haunted by the fact

That she wasn’t loved or wanted

Loved or wanted by herself

And this affected how she’d act

When someone finally showed her love

Finally showed her true affection

But she was blinded with false detection…

Alone in a room, alone in her mind

She just can’t believe, that he would lie

Her best friends failed her

And now so have I

I’ve failed her one last final time

Such a beautiful little face

And such a pretty girl

But she saw death as opportunity

And she gave it a whirl

But there was something there

And there is something here

And those thoughts of despair

And doubt, disappear

This girl, she’s my friend

And I love her so much

But it’s my fault she’s like this

With thoughts of death and such

I wish I could cure her

But I’m not sure how

I wish I could save her

But she’s not my friend now…