You told me you cut yourself,
and I wanted to slap you.

You were like my idol.
You're smart, strong, and nice.

I told you before
NOT to cut,
but you didn't listen.

You picked up the glass,
and put it to your hard.
You saw the red blood,
but still continued.

Don't you think of your friends,
and how cutting yourself would make us feel?

I feel like a bad friend.
I should have been there for you.

I guess all I can truly say is…
I'm sorry for not protecting you.


A/N: Not the bestest thing ever, but what can I say? I LOVE YOU! lol, now review!