All Alone

She's all alone and doesn't know it. All alone in this world with no one to help her.
As she rides down the crummy roads to school every day, she stares out the window, wanting out.
I'm the only one that realizes that she needs help. But she can't get it if no one else sees it.
She has some good times laughing with her friends, but good times don't erase the bad ones.

Her face is so full of emptiness. Her eyes are blank as I look into them.
Her drinking only makes it worse, but she doesn't realize that, so she takes another shot of vodka.
She is wild and rebellious because she's never had the chance to be helped. She suffers from depression.

I wish I could help her, but if she can't see why she needs help, there's no use in trying.
My friend is slipping away from this sacred world. She's falling fast and I'm unable to catch her.
She doesn't know that I can see all this inside of her, and she may never know.
I watch her whenever I can and keep an eye out for her. Yet it does nothing to help her.

How can a world full of scholars and well-educated people fail to see something like this?
She's thankful to have a friend like me. But what good am I when I can't even help her when she's in need?
We have people that can see things unimaginable with the naked eye, but yet, they miss the most important thing of all.

Her state of depression is very serious. But no one seems to notice or even care but myself.
She'd give anything to get rid of this horrible state of mind, but doesn't know how.
I ponder on what I should do as a friend. I wonder if I should try to help her even though I don't know how.

She says drinking runs in the family, and that's what scares me because it gives her an excuse to keep drinking.
If teachers and adults can notice nonphysical things such as emotional abuse, then why can't they see a person's suffering?
There are many people like her. But not everyone that suffers from this are lucky enough to have a friend that cares and wants to help.
She can't see what's wrong with her because the alcohol's already pulled the wool over her eyes, making her blind to her own illness.

Pretty soon here, she will graduate. That will mean that I will no longer be able to attempt to help her once she's gone.
If no one will care enough to try to help her, then I'll do it myself, and hopefully I'll succeed.
She might try to help herself if I ask her to myself. But that's the hard part; making her realize that she's suffering.
We'll run out of time soon if we don't hurry at this, and I won't let that happen to a friend if I can help it.
I pause while trying to come up with an idea on how to get my friend the help she needs.......