My best friend tried to paint a picture,
You ask what kind of picture?
It was the color of blood red.
The paint brush was a razor,
Her goal in mind, To end her life,
The picture failed so she Swallowd some pills.
How could she?
How could she want to Leave me behind?
To never say goodbye again,
Nor to say I LOVE YOU!
Or to tell me to 'GO STEP ON A LAGO!' When she is mad at me.
She seemed so fine,
I knew she faced deprestion,
SO DO I!
The last thing she said to me before we seperated
'I'll see you tommarow Rach.'
Only I didn't know she planed to see me from Heaven.
I'm glad she failed.
If anyone says anything,
ILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM.
I love her, and I will protect her.
She is my bestfriend,
I will forever pray that she never paints another picture again.
If she does, I hope I can stop her before she finishes it.
I love her.
Please, Don't be a Artist!
I won't go on to live another day,
If she finishes a painting.
So please I beg,
Don't let her do it no more,
What if she finished her painted her Blood red picture?