Going out with the wrong gang
Buh with me,, she don wanna hang
Every time I think, I’m hit with a loud bang
Created this pact
Coz every time there was a spark
Faded at the sight of the new cool gang
Didn’t think twice, she wanted them and not me
Everyone knew we were best friends ❤️
Questions were asked when we stopped hanging
Walking to school alone while she rode with her new group
But she was yet to see the reality she was choosing
Seduced by the fame she’d have
Not actually thinking of what she’d lose
Chose the wrong crowd
I became the third hand
Sunday morning I go to church⛪
We’d go together but this time it was different
She was nowhere to be seen
This bad thoughts ran through my mind
Service is over, I try call her she doesn’t pick up
Her mother approaches me,, I notice tears in her eyes
Don’t want to think the worst when she says
” Tisha had an accident”
I actually don’t remember what happens next
I wake up to this bright light on my face I couldn’t feel my body
I was in shock
My best friend gone, it was all so hard to bear
She was hanging out with her friends who put something in her drink
I couldn’t help but wonder,,, why!? she was all I got
Pure at heart,, why would someone want to hurt her
I knew her since childhood
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