My Friend Poem by Natasha Clark

how do u help someone u love
someone as pale as a dove
hurting beneath the surface
pain burning like a furnace

i try to help but i feel helpless
she is so perfect to me but she doesnt see that
all she ses is the flaws of the world
110 pounds and thinks shes fat

she's so lonely she cuts deep
so afraid she cries in her sleep
to watch her like that makes me weak
my perfect friend so frail and meek

evntually she will suceed
in her tries to end her life
then wer will she be
stil as lonely as can be

hurting on the inside
laughing on the out
dying from trying to hide
all her layers of doubt

what can you do for someone
who refuses your help
she doesnt know the effect of hr pain
she feels like a sand grain

tiny and insignificant
small and beligerant
hopless and sad
how can she feel so bad? ?