First day we were holding each other, we were good friends with her too, second day you were screaming to me I was a liar, you out everyone on me and I hate it, third day you left me with a broken heart, and I wanted to day, fourth day you ask me why I did that and I never answered.
Fifth day you kick my stuff out, you never care about me and you just care about yourself, sixth day you just push me away like if I never exist, you push my best friend away from me, seventh day I started to have scars on my arms, I used to make them with my pencil when the teacher didn't watch, eight day I wanted to die and to bring all of the situation with me, and to fall apart for everything to hurt so bad. And the 9th day I did it all I tried to runaway but there was strollers, but I know that I won't be able to be first again, sometimes I wish to fall apart. 10th day the school was done and I dried cause everyone was back and they will miss more than anything yeah
First day we were holding each oth