'friend'

Mute, and bitter silence Is all I’ll ever hear For this emptiness confines me And makes me pull my hair I cannot forget him For he took the last of my heart I will always miss him My brain all torn apart I hope I get visited That my parents once again Come see their lonesome daughter In this insane asylum It gets pretty boring Sitting in this padded chair But useless I try roaring Because they have taken away my air I guess I will go now For my nurse has come with my meds I will be pretty bored now That I lost my only friend I hope you come and see me again But of course you’ll be here soon For my little friend up in my head Me and him share a room We share our padded chair And we sneak in little breaths They try to take away my friend But the meds wear off instead So only for a couple hours I’ll have to sit by myself For my little friend Will surely come out And start talking again