My Friend


As I see you walking down the street
Rainbow backpack
Not caring what others will repeat

Your brace yourself for what is to come
Foot inside
With the rainbow gum

People make fun but you don't care
Because you know
they are just jealous of this affair

You put on strong face
For the rest of the day
But walking home it's a tough race

You know they make fun
Because they are mean
But all of this makes you feel unclean

You sit in your bed
Tears in all
you put the knife to your head

I tell you no
That don't do this
no one wants you to go...

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