A best friend .

You're my best friend .
The bestest of the best .
I could use your shoulder to cry upon
When I'm looked down on.

I could cry my worries to you ,
You're the only listener of my sorrows .
I tell you about my regrets
And to you ,I confess my secrets .

You're always there
With me,right now,right here .
In times of cold ,in times of need
You're the secret diary of my every deed .

And those times,when no one's by my side
I look around and there you are
You ease the pain of the heavy tide
Yeah,right there you are on my cabinet ,
My pretty ,pretty razor blade .

I open up to you
Tell you about the loneliness ,
About the hurt ,
Crept inside my soul .

You listen ,you carefully listen ,
As I sit there crying my worries out to you .
You don't speak a word ,
But simply fly ,fly as fast as a bird .
You land up onto my skin .
You tear apart those layers
You go deep and more deep
Until the blood flows all out .

''Do I cut you more'? You ask .
I say a little more won't hurt .
'There you go ,there you go!I hope I've hurt your skin enough '.
And I say ,you've made it all better ,my pretty pretty razor blade
You've eased the pain again .
And now,I love you more than ever.

Don't you ever leave my side ,my best friend ,
Like everyone else .
I'll hide you in my cabinet ,so you don't run away,
Like the rest .

And you pretty ,pretty razor blade ,don't you worry .
I'll be here the next day .