I’m trying to help this friend
She and I are pretty close
She has this mind set on this scary
ghost
Thinking these thoughts that are scaring me
I don’t know what to do please
god help me
I say one thing but she puts it in
a different way
She sits there on this chair looking at her shade
like would it go away
Seeing her reflection caught her in a trance
As times go by she gets even worse
There's a possibility she may lose herself
She was a very happy person who’s filled with pain
Knowing that she’s like this, it can’t be
She has these walls built up that she's trying to break
and she’s really weak
But the scariest part is, is that she's really
ME.
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