Best Friend Request

The empty buz inside my head,
Helps me to realize I'm not dead.
It allows me to enjoy a fun night,
It does impair my eye sight.

However in the morning I wonder why,
I laid on the cement, glancing up at the sky.
If everything were to feel so free,
Why is it through everything I fail to see me?

I go out with friends, I smile, I drink.
Is it merely to prove what they think?
That I'm crazy and so much fun,
When will all these impressions be done?

Surely high school should have been the end,
Now it should be easy to find the perfect friend.
To find the one who will understand,
The one who will guide me by the hand.

Take me back to my dorm room and tuck me in.
When does this sort of friendship begin?
I'm sick of the fake, the superficials,
I'm over everything, feeling artificial.

I want that one person who just knows me.
Who takes one look and then they see,
I'm not alright, I'm really sad.
Whatever happened today must have been bad.

But all of these people do not know,
Maybe it's because I'm afraid to show
What is there inside my heart,
But I must for the healing to start.

My best friend awaits me, I hope she knows I'm here,
Crying silently in fear.
Come find me friend and take me away,
Give me just one perfect day.