How can I save you?
I don't want you to be alone.
How can I keep you from being blue?
To keep out the miserable moans?
I've always listened silently,
Nodding quietly, agreeing sometimes.
I've listened as you've quite violently
Complained about personality crimes.
And each time, I've felt a bit bad;
After all, I love them so much.
But I'd rather be there than you be mad;
I don't have the heart to say shut up.
And to the victims, I plead you forgive me.
I try to defend you as best as I can.
But sometimes I can't help but be jittery
And silently sit by the raging fan.
I just wish we could all go back to the time
When everyone was friends with each other
When there were no personality crimes;
And we were all sisters of another mother.
But…I guess that's just what happens
When you really start to grow up.
I'll stay strong so no one is saddened;
I won't express myself too much.
But soon we'll be leaving this town…
So what's going to happen now?