I was saved from another deep depressive episode by my friends. It must've been divine intervention or something. When people care,and say so,it feels amazing.
Maybe,just maybe...I don't need no stinking boy to come along and make me feel wanted,or loved.
I think I can get by with a little help from my friends...
I'm still gone,but not as much.
Maybe,just maybe...I don't need no stinking boy to come along and make me feel wanted,or loved.
I think I can get by with a little help from my friends...
I'm still gone,but not as much.