i've been broken,
I've been hurt.
I've been kicked,
and pushed in dirt.

My heart's been stepped on,
My heart's been broke.
I watched it crumble,
I watched it choke.

My tears have fallen,
my eyes have cried.
My soul's been battered,
by what I keep inside.

This hand is empty,
cold, and afraid.
My sorrows covered,
hidden with a blade.

And it helps releave the pain,
and it helps to keep me whole.
Bruising my body,
but healing my soul.

But something else helps me,
more than a blade could do.
It's the power of a friendship,
that comes from me and you.

merry christmas baby girl.... i love ya like a sister, and a
bestest friend forever...